I just want out... out of his life

me: why am i so hurt? how could I possibly let someone so in?

my best friend: love, dear is not a matter of choice

me: my mistake. And why did i choose to love him when I knew I was playing with fire?

my best friend: Because fire is so bright it blinds, and it makes us forget it's dangerous too.

p.s: if you read this, i love you princess. thanks for supporting me and being besides me everytime i need you to, everytime i cry...

It's funny, cause the harder I try to hold on, the faster he slips through my fingers and the easier it gets to me. Today, after thinking it through I just realized that it'll hurt as long as I want it to. I let him in, so naturally I'll let him out. And it is not a matter of time, cause we all know you can not forget someone you loved in 1 week or 2. Not when you want to pull him off your heart from the root. As long as the day arrives when I wake up and he's not the first person I think of, and i know it will, the time it takes won't matter. I know everything will be okay