Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

Sometime i think to myself why and how did i get here to a point where i cant even call him or text him my pride take over and i forget about my feelings.i wish the wad a way to forget him i pray too forget about him his,he perfect yet not for me,what do i miss about him,let me see he sense of understanding the fact that he asks about my goal and where i see myself in time but the is this arrogance that i dont get the witty smiling and talks the promises he never keeps or the fact that his online but yet still ignore me the lot i dont understand the senseless waiting for him to call me .the fqct that i wish he can say the wrong things so i can understand what up,with is different he says the right things at right time the things you need to hear or the one you used to hearing but the sound of them make you feel good because of the way you look at yourself. I find that we often look for love in places where we know the is none but still hope and pray that the is or may be love.am lost in my mind not knowing what real love is has made me lost in what could have been love.