No one reads my blog safe 1 person, so. For once, I shall type a sad post here. Just like how I would type it on the other blog. Because this time, it's me.
Do you have any idea, how it feels like, to be ripped apart by yourself. By your own emotions. A dilemma between what you want to do because your feelings tell you you absolutely must do it, or you simply will not be able to live with yourself, but the facts tell you you cant do it, because it cannot be done anymore. It literally hints at suicide, but your maturity tells you otherwise.
I liked her so much. From day One when I confessed to her. And here, a story begins.
I didnt like her for her looks at first. I thought she looked extremely average, and that there was no way I would ever get together with her. But one day, she fell ill while I was at school, and I dont know why, but I decided to text her, and being chivalrous and everything I asked if she needed me to take notes. And that started every, single, thing. I dont know how. It just did.
I saw her for who she was on the inside, the first time I started liking someone because of her character and not her looks that acted as the spark. And so it continued, until one fine day, I decided it was time to do something about it. I dont know if it was my worst mistake ever, or the best decision in my love life so far. But I did it. I invited her to a concert, planned every friggin little detail, waited for the correct song, and then confessed. It felt like my life was complete. I didnt need beer or alcohol or cigarettes to feel high, feeling high is just a loser's way of life. This, was meaningful. Conversations and time with her made me feel alive all the time. But the sad part was she had to leave, she wanted to study something not provided here, and so, for the first time in a very long time, I tasted tears when she left.
But it was not over. I couldnt give up. I've confessed, and that meant I needed answers, or I'd wait, so we decided we were supposed to remain good friends. And I thought I could lie to myself and make that possible. And I did, and I fooled myself. For all my actions for her were not as a friend, but as a potential partner, yet the whole time I managed to fool myself into thinking that all my actions were termed as "friends". But I dont regret it, because it was the only way I could treat her. And I now that I need to change that, I really do not know how.
I went over with another friend after awhile, termed the trip as a visit to a friend, and it was absolutely awesome, for the most part, I guess. The whole time I felt like there was a third party there, but he was my best friend, and she seemed very relaxed and enjoyed it a lot. She was happy, should I be unhappy that she was happy? Obviously not right? I mean, I came down here to make her happy, therefore I felt happy too, although slightly annoyed, but the feeling of just being together with her was good enough. Lived with her family, her sister is damn cute and fun to be with, her bro is the male version of her, unbelievably funny, and visited places, sang songs in the balcony, everything. Everything was like a dream. Except real. And I enjoyed that trip a lot. Not to mention them trying to hack my phone and find my very secret stash of things, but that's another story. She really enjoyed it! And I was so friggin happy, I dont think there're words for it. Definitely grew closer. But we grew closer thinking in different ways..
Every trip she made back I was friggin happy, but obviously I tried to play it down a little, probably didnt work, in hindsight. And every trip back, we did fun things tgt. Watch lord of the rings, friggin 3 hour long movie, almost fell asleep while eating chicken wings. Went to her house for a sleepover, brought the xbox and everything, her sis was damn enthu about it and all haha. Eating, shopping, chilling, singing, gaming, bowling, everything, it didnt really matter! As long as she was there, it was worth it.
All the texts we had over the whole 4 years, almost once every 2-3 days. I admit I probably acted dumb in some of those texts just to act cute hahah, but I got a feeling she took some of them seriously O.o but anw, it felt like there was something going on here. My friend was asking when we'd officially get together, and really I didnt care about answering him, I just wanted her to answer me. Which now that she has, my whole world feels like it just disappeared. I got no words for this.. Really.. You cant describe it, you can only feel it.
After awhile, she's no longer an average looking person. She looks great. No matter what she wears, no matter what her hairstyle. After awhile the things you saw as potential problems in a relationship become things you are looking forward to facing together with her next time, that that's part of her, and that if you love her, you'll love that too, and true enough, somehow, that happened.
So now, I've reached the very tip of the top of everything, and everything is now going to sink. Just like that. Overnight. No, it's not her fault. It's mine. For having lived in a world, I thought could exist eventually. For throwing myself off the edge and hoping and praying, that I'll get caught, and life will get a whole lot more interesting. We'll have a family and quarrels and fun times, and everything. Now, that picture is completely non-existent, and feel it. Can you feel it?? No you cant.. No way you could..
I've shot my last round, everything in, and it has not worked. My heart says it cant give up, but she says I have to give up. Can anybody please just tell me now, what, on earth do I do? I dont need answers anymore. I dont know what it is that I need. Time? Another person? Distractions? Siphon the feeling into anger to make it go away easier? Or just cut everything loose, and stop talking to her at all. I cant do anything, but I must do something. This whole time I've been treating her like she would actually become my partner, it's my fault, not hers, I dont even feel angry at her, all I feel is emptiness. Loneliness. Devoid of words, or actions, just drenched in feelings, which wont dry up and cant go anywhere else. I want her affection, her reliance, her life in mine, but that's all in another world. I cant get it. I want to stay and use my determination to change the way she feels, but that last shot was the most Ive ever opened myself up to anyone, ever. When I read it, I felt it hit home, more than satisfactory, it was perfect. But it did not work. Therefore this, all this, is already written in stone. I cant change it anymore. It's gone.
Everything reminds me of her. I cant talk to her differently, because I like her, that's how I've been talking to her for the past 4 years, it's hardwired in me, it's ME now. I cant listen to songs properly anymore because half the time Im thinking of her when I hear the songs. Jay Chou songs? That's absolutely impossible now. How will I ever be able to bear hearing most of my songs again. Half the time i play the guitar Im thinking about her because she sends me songs of herself playing the guitar. And Ive always played the guitar to impress her since Jc.. How am I going to..? I've played Cs with her now even, I cant do anything. Literally. Everything important in my world is linked to her somehow. How will I ever treat her differently? I dont think I'll ever feel comfortable not meeting her alone. That's not going to change because originally, she and I had no close mutual friends until the trip. She feels comfortable with it, but I dont.
I really thought I could touch her with what I felt for her one last time, and I really thought it was possible that she'd say "Wait for me :)" at the end of the whole thing. And I'd feel the most elated feeling you will never be able to even dream of imagining. I really wanted that.. How on earth am I going to do anything now? Reality's still here. Tmr I've got to go to work and try my very best to treat people normally. Jovially. That's how I normally am at work. That's impossible. I dont feel like complying to any orders right now. There's no energy.. I dont know.. I dont know anything anymore. It's like part of my soul is wrenched out of me, and my chest is twisting itself and trying to rip itself up somehow.. Do you have any idea how I feel?? There's no way.. 4 Years of this, to disappear right now. It cant be done. I cant do it. Nobody else seems to matter all of a sudden. What do i do now? I cant fall asleep, 2am. I've got to wake at 5. I cant function. Because I literally cant do anything. Memories of her in my study room, at white sands, at klp where I made a bet with her on bowling, spending a year trying to beat her score, her house, the concert, singing with her. So pathetic, but I cant help it, it's her, and I like her. I dont know what to think anymore. Broken. And I cant do anything about it. I want to tell her we should never talk again, but I dont want to do that either. I want her to feel for me, but that's impossible.. It cant be forced, she just doesnt feel the same way. I want to accept it, I want to respect it, I told her I would. But How!?!?!? how?!!? I like literally everything about her, I'd probably give up my life for hers, and I've reached the point where if I got into a relationship with her, I'd probably marry her. End of story. After that there would be a lot of things to come, but hey! We're together, we can sort things out. I'd compromise for her, I love her.
But now I cant do anything, but pray. And cry. I've only cried 4 times in the past 10 years, and 2 times were for her. The other 2 were at damned funerals, when I lost my granddad, and when I lost my closest uncle. I go to bed thinking about her, and i wake up in the morning wondering whether she has texted me. So how am I going to change?!!? Please!?!? I cant do anything.. nothing..
I want to wake up now and this could all just be one nightmare, and I'll feel the greatest sense of relieve ever for getting a nightmare. But it isnt. Im.. lost. She's just, everything to me. I need to move on, but SOMEONE TELL ME, HOW?
You are the most awesome thing that has happened to me thus far, and probably the worst too. Perhaps the only thing i can blame you for is not telling me sooner, but even then, I cant bring myself to blame you.. Do you knoww.. How that feels? It doesnt matter, because you wont see this, and even if you did, it wouldnt change the way you felt for me. I like you. And I will probably continue to like you, until this feeling wears off, which it seems takes more than 4 years to do..
I normally say "I like you" because I think "I love you" sounds childish. But this, will be an exception. I actually love you, you know that..? I really do.. And now that i cant stop.. What should I do?