I’m tired.
I’m tired of missing you. Tired of thinking about you, thinking what you’re doing and how’s your life doing. I’m tired of hurting myself. Wondering if you’re thinking about me too, wondering if you still feel the same and wondering if you’re seeing somebody at the moment. I hate feeling insecure. Feeling paranoid with you’re new friends. Imagining that you might fall for them and that you will completely forget about me. I hate seeing happy couples. I’m tired of expecting. I’m tired of thinking that you’d still come back. I’m tired of love songs and movies with cliche happy endings. I’m tired of everything.
(Source: dtheparanoid)
