When you feel the need to write but the words simply won’t come out– helpless. But you still write hoping that the right words will roll out and spill without stumbling over each other.
Why do I feel I need to write at 5 in the morning? My chest is pounding so fast I can barely breathe. I feel a tidal wave of emotions but nothing is coming out. Watching sad love stories with happy endings and heart warming videos are the only ways to make me cry. I’ve been building up a dam for my tears and frustrations. I think it’s time to let it all go.
I tell myself all these– Why do you keep on pushing yourself to people who don’t really care if you starve to death because you don’t feel like you’re good enough? How do you come up with endless topics for someone who is clearly dozing off when you are busy yapping stories about your life that he doesn’t give a shit about? When do you stop trying so hard to make it work? When will you realize that all of your efforts are going to waste? The confusion, the uncertanties and mediocrity that you decided to put yourself into. I think it’s time to walk away and this time keep your word.
I want to know how to unlove a person you barely know. I want to know how to take back all the words and dreams I shared with him. I want to know how do I keep myself from loving this person too much. I want to know if what he is saying is not just empty words to keep me as his past time and plaything that he pulls out whenever he feels the need to jerk off. I want to know how to understand how this whole thing works. I want to know if there’s someone else giving him what he wants while I’m asleep having dreams about him chasing other women. I think it’s time I tell myself the answers to questions I already know the answer to and this time don’t turn the blind eye.
I told myself a thousand times. He told me a million times – stop. And each time it happens it only draws me closer to him. He isn’t ready for a relationship, at least with you. He isn’t ready to give you the commitment that you deserve. He can promise you things, wonderful things that will make you believe in yourself again but he won’t be around to make it happen. He will be there when he needs to be entertained but he won’t be there to wipe your anxieties away. He will tell you a lot of things but he will not find the words to console your sadness. He can make you feel loved but he cannot love you the way you are loving him. I think it’s time to accept that he is just a boy but love him anyway because you have all the love to give despite all this chaos.
Write everything down until your hands hurt, until you can’t feel anything more. Write all these down and hope that he stumbles upon it and realize how good he is at doing his game. Write until there is clarity in what you are feeling. Write until the morning sun comes up and you can forget all about it and continue being in love with the person who does not want the love you are giving.