Sometimes, just sometimes... I'm really crazy and get flared up for no proper reason.
I have no idea why either & it's very difficult to change.
I am very, very impatient and I can get fedup over the slightest thing.
I cry very easily.
I may not have portray out my real self or perhaps you haven't seen it yet. I may still be that-kind-of-girl whom you think I should be. Gentle, Patient, Good temper, soft --- But, it's non of the above. I'm totally the opposite, which really suck. I'm Rough, Loud, Impatient and Short tempered. Believe me, I tried to change myself for the better but in the end?
I gave up. I FORGOT to change, and it's so damn pissing.
I think sometimes, I rly go overboard and yet, I do not want to admit the fact that I'm wrong. Whatever it is, I always hide my emotions and bottle up everything, putting up a strong front at times. Making everyone thinks that I'm very loud and fierce. But nope, you're so wrong.
I hate to admit it, but I'm weak. I'm very weak.
I cry very very very easily. You can't believe how easy is crying for me. For no reason, I can cry. Even when it's just a simple conversation, I can cry. Even IF the conversation is a happy and not-supposed-to-cry ones, I CAN CRY. Talk, I cry. Laugh, I also cry.
Whenever things don't go my way, I cry.
But I always turn my emotions into anger when I'm not alone. Because I'm afraid to show. I probably would scare people away and show how weak and useless and weird I am, crying over something that totally doesn't make sense.
I never worry my parents, unless it's to the extent that I am too helpless. I could cry the whole day outside, come home w a big smile, and lock myself in the room for the rest of the day, crying under the blankets. Nobody knows.
To be frank, only Leonard knows everything. Every, single, thing. Inside out of me.
On my craziest day, desperate and dying days, hopeless and helpless days.
Nobody knows more than he does, because I tell him everything & because I am not afraid to show. Only with him, I am ME.
Sometimes I think I need to treat him better, I owe him too much.
But to him, it isn't about giving or taking.
It's all about making this r/s the best for me.
No matter what, I'm always his priority & there isn't a limit.
I am too grateful to be true and I do feel guilty, for not being good enough at times.
I need to learn how to love better and be contented, be appreciative.
This ain't like any other love you see.
& You'll never understand until you've found someone like him.
I thank you for every single thing that you've done for me, for us.
Love, me.
I have no idea why either & it's very difficult to change.
I am very, very impatient and I can get fedup over the slightest thing.
I cry very easily.
I may not have portray out my real self or perhaps you haven't seen it yet. I may still be that-kind-of-girl whom you think I should be. Gentle, Patient, Good temper, soft --- But, it's non of the above. I'm totally the opposite, which really suck. I'm Rough, Loud, Impatient and Short tempered. Believe me, I tried to change myself for the better but in the end?
I gave up. I FORGOT to change, and it's so damn pissing.
I think sometimes, I rly go overboard and yet, I do not want to admit the fact that I'm wrong. Whatever it is, I always hide my emotions and bottle up everything, putting up a strong front at times. Making everyone thinks that I'm very loud and fierce. But nope, you're so wrong.
I hate to admit it, but I'm weak. I'm very weak.
I cry very very very easily. You can't believe how easy is crying for me. For no reason, I can cry. Even when it's just a simple conversation, I can cry. Even IF the conversation is a happy and not-supposed-to-cry ones, I CAN CRY. Talk, I cry. Laugh, I also cry.
Whenever things don't go my way, I cry.
But I always turn my emotions into anger when I'm not alone. Because I'm afraid to show. I probably would scare people away and show how weak and useless and weird I am, crying over something that totally doesn't make sense.
I never worry my parents, unless it's to the extent that I am too helpless. I could cry the whole day outside, come home w a big smile, and lock myself in the room for the rest of the day, crying under the blankets. Nobody knows.
To be frank, only Leonard knows everything. Every, single, thing. Inside out of me.
On my craziest day, desperate and dying days, hopeless and helpless days.
Nobody knows more than he does, because I tell him everything & because I am not afraid to show. Only with him, I am ME.
Sometimes I think I need to treat him better, I owe him too much.
But to him, it isn't about giving or taking.
It's all about making this r/s the best for me.
No matter what, I'm always his priority & there isn't a limit.
I am too grateful to be true and I do feel guilty, for not being good enough at times.
I need to learn how to love better and be contented, be appreciative.
This ain't like any other love you see.
& You'll never understand until you've found someone like him.
I thank you for every single thing that you've done for me, for us.
Love, me.
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