i didnt know work could be so tiring.

all the fake smiles and cheeky talks.

but well its a good distraction from all the other shit that is happening.

stupid older woman younger man thing that i so hate.

somehow i know i was probably the one at fault asking you to add him up.

but now i hate myself for doing that,i mean you didnt have to pass him your freaking number right? and YOU DONT HAVE TO GLOAT THAT HE LIKES YOU TO EVERYONE.

and oh,dont you like have other things to worry about like the fucking case about your stupid husband that you love so much?

to think i use to pity you when it happened.

i havent been thinking about you lately.

but when someone mentioned your name today..

it seemed that you are still in here, right in my head after all.

flashbacks of kisses and hugs,

those unspoken words that seemed so real,

which in reality is all just make believe.

you're a mind block i just cant get rid of.

why are you so mean?

what in the world have i done to you,

that this is how you're treating me?

why do you hate me so much?