…and it became true.
Everything seems quite alright for the past weeks. Unlike last semester, school work is less tiring, there’s no more orgwork for me, and life generally just seems okay.
But, I still feel sad.
It’s scary to realize that your happiness depends on one person. Everything may turn out okay, but at the end of the day, what matters is that single person – and what he does or does not do.
I don’t know if I’m being too sensitive ’cause when I think of it, it’s really just nothing. But then, one wrong move ruins my day, and the next, and the next week to come. My heart’s sinking further and further down with every slightest hint of negligence caused by that big block that occupies my heart.
Yes, I feel naglected.
Yes, I feel unappreciated.
And yes, I can feel my inexistence.
