Oh i talk about sincerity alot.
But i feel bad. U noe.
Its not for me the question u.
i feel bad. Coz i can say i care for u alot, but in reality, my actions show not, since each time we meet, or talk, i only keep hurting u more
Its true, that we throw shrads of glasses and sharp knives at each other..and someday someone's gonnna bleed dry. I know i have. But wounds will heal.
and i don't mean to hurt u. U probably don't believe me, coz each time again i keep doing it! but itsnot on purpose..i just don't know why? i can't help myself
Which is why i thought that really the best way ..is probably for me never to see or talk to u again. Or not for the time being. Not because i don't care. But because i don't want to hurt u anymore. And coz u will probably never wanna speak to me or hear from me anymore. Its tough for me. And everytime, i pick up the handphone, i jus wanna send a simple msg, to ask u how ure doing, to tell u that i'd always be there. to promise u i'd always care. But i can't. Because i don't dare to. And i know that one simple message. Wld probably leave more wounds..for u. because i know those simple words, are liable to cut u..to hurt u..to lead to something bad..i know those words of concern, wld probably end up where it started. It wld probably just end there. So i really don't want to hurt u anymore, to show u, i mean it when i say i care.
SO i resist the urge to sms
to msg
to speak
to think.
everything.
i can't u see. i can't. And it hurts. But i told u
most of the time..all my pain..everything. its self inflicted.
And its not ur fault. And there is no immediate solution.
Coz i just have to find an answer within myself
And no one can help me..but myself..since i caused it all.
behind ur tone of cheerfulness
i knew u were hiding something
but i didnt realise u were suffering from clinical depression
i didnt realise it was that serious.
And i'm sorry. I had to add to that.
I'm sorry i couldn't be there for u. when u needed me. Or needed someone
So i don't blame u for hating me
for doubting me
for never wanting to trust me again
If i could heal all ur wounds and take away ur pain, i swear i would. but i can't.
and when i found out abt ur depression..
i felt sad. Numbingly sad. Because i was helpless. i felt like my hands were tied behing my back, and i could only watch u suffer, while u masked it all behind a smile.
Its my fault this has happened.
If only i could help u
but i will
if u let me.
but im only afraid i'd harm u more then help.
But believe me. i would have wanted to be there.