Paper Planes

I know that everything’s over. I get that but I’m really sorry. The trying and everything will stop but you still won’t convince me to see someone else the way I see you. That’s reality.

I’m tired. I put all of my efforts just for her. Hoping that she sees how much I care, how much she means to me, how strong my feelings are for her. Yet she’s so determined for me to stop fighting for her, to stop even loving her. Sometimes I wish I knew how to but I don’t love someone like I love an object. So here I am, still in love but just way too tired to even pick up the sword and fight for her. I just don’t have the strength any more. All I wish for now is for her to be happy. I felt sorry for her to even have met me in her life. I hate what I’ve become and what I did to her. Well even though things turn so bad between us, all I know is that I’ll always love her. I don’t care how psychotic that sounds. It will always be her even though I’m done trying. Life sucks.