I'm not someone who could see myself shatter.
Not someone who could give away my pride for cold shoulders.
I still care and the fact is, no matter how much of a jerk sb is, I care too much.
It's a circle. Again. I'm the same hamster running in the same wheel.
But I'm tired.
I don't understand why sb could change in a matter of days.
It hurts me the more I try to seek the answer.
Ppl change. It's our nature.
It's my fault for my silly thought.
It's on me.
And I keep on telling myself to wait a little longer.
Idk. Easy come easy go.
It seems so wrong to wish for a sweeter life.