“Once in a girl’s life, some boy would come and steal her heart, leaving her in the end….wounded, battered, shattered and broken.”
Many times I’ve dreamed of you. Yet I know that my dream could never come true. You love someone else and that’s the reason why all I could do is dream. You’re the man I love, the same man who has hurt me for the reason that you could never love me. By that mere fact, I’m feeling such a stinging pain in my heart that I know would never subside, not until my love for you dies.
I loved you right from the start. So much, that it hurts me. Did I cry for you?
In fact every night, but you don’t know you could not see; you shouldn’t. You don’t even care that I exist. When you cried wasn’t I there to wipe the tears away. When you felt down, wasn’t I there beside you to bring you up. You gave me so many memories and most of them bring me pain, but it doesn’t matter. They are well remembered, taken cared of, well kept inside my diary, inside my heart.
My friends they all tell me that I should forget you but how could I not remember? So many times I’ve tried to deny the love but I end up hurting myself more because it hurts so much to pretend that you are just a friend to me. Yes you are my friend, my best friend, but how could you break my heart like this. For three years you hurt me, unknowingly, you hurt me terribly. You never knew how much I love you so why would you care at all.
I n more expect that you love me in return. I no more hope that you could see me more than a friend. I’m through with wishing stars, because my wish never came true. If it did, then I’d be smiling, not crying. I know I deserve to be happy. Don’t I? But I know I could not get that from you, not now when all you’re giving me is pain. I know I would get that happiness not by being in love with you but by getting over you. Maybe it was wrong for me to have loved you, but I don’t regret it. I’ve learned so much fro you. I now know that if the live one feels brings more pain than joy, it’s time to let go. Now I am.
I am trying hard to forget and not remember the feeling. I will cause I have to. I’ll set you free now though you’ve always been free; you’ve never belonged to me. I have to put back the pieces of my heart and start all over again. I’m getting over you but I won’t forget you. I loved you so much, I still do. Perhaps I always will, but I won’t let that love hurt me again, so now I’ll go.
Now my only wish is for her to love you even if it would not compare to the love I have for you. So now I open my heart and set free, the love that hurt me most. I love you so much, but I’m letting go, erasing you traces in my heart.