turmoil.

there are two kind of worlds: one we dream about and the real one. how does one differentiate when both worlds seemed surreal? when one dreams, one hope for the dream to come true. when the real world is harsh, one falls back into dreams.

the future with you is what i dream. what i am having with you now, all seem surreal. you told me that i'm single but unavailable and you tell me you want me. you got me confuse.

but darling, i got you figured out. tell me what differs you from the others??! all they want is every part of me except for one, my heart. the same theory can be applied for you.

you put me through the roller coaster of feelings. you made me feel high for you and you can make me detest you the most. stop all the games you are playing. i'm tired. you have the right to be text-ing any girls you want, date whoever you love but stop putting me through this turmoil.

just what did i do to deserve the hot-cold treatment from you??

i'm so shagged, all i want to do is momentarily disappearing from the surface of the earth.

dear God, please give me the strength to pull through this ordeal. i need to get over him. he shall not have a hold of me. i need to get a move on with my life.