Can I simply hate and hate and hate? It will be so simple and easy to just hate hate and hate.

Yet I know I cannot. How can I when I can see so clearly that she had felt the same way too.

This is just one episode in my life. An episode that I may look back and think it was nothing after all.
But right now. At this very period, this very moment, It is something. I feel somewhat restless. Something is missing. A part of me, a part I had invested and believed in is missing. It is up to me to complete myself. This much I know. But how exactly to go about it? I feel that the journey to enrich myself and gain contentment is so very long and arduous.

And it is so scary. so scary to think of it. No trace will be left. Of me having lived in that room. Of me having spent countless hours in the room above. Of him spending countess hours in the room below. Everything done, everything said, is naught.

What will be left? Vestiges of what was, glimpses of what had transpired, traces of laughter and thoughts shared that only I hold on to? I hold certain memories close to my heart. I don't know. But the idea that they may not mean anything to him gives me an empty feeling.

What was I. Now that this is the end. An interloper?

To me it was my first relationship, which I cherished and which I do not regret.
Let's hope that I move on soon.
There are more pressing things to do. A million things I can do.

Bye. Short and sweet. Clean and concise.

Therapeutic reading about other's relationships=)

YAY!
From boredom, I went to www.thatsilvergirl.blogspot.com to check for updates. N lo n behold, there was an update and it is about my pet topic nowadays- relationships.

Let me quote a paragraph which I can relate to so acutely:

But these days, when we have our meals together and I look into his eyes just because, his eyes didn't seem interested. It was like he was uncomfortable with looking into my eyes. No "I feel so blessed to have you" look. No eyes-locked smile at each other. Nothing. He saw me keep staring, and finally looked at me (yes, all this while he was looking all over the place while still facing me, so he should know that I was staring all the while) and went "Yes baby? Why?"

I didn't know if I was being over-reactive. But at that moment I felt sad. Really sad. It wasn't a one-time thing. It had happened quite a lot recently.

Reading similar experiences of other people validates what I feel, and I feel so much better reading what I feel expressed in words by another.

I am thankful for my friends. Just their company is a comfort =)

I have got to be worth it worth it worth it.
I am worth it worth it worth it.
I must be worth it worth it worth it.

All starts from ME ME ME ME ME ME.

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