Mindfucked
Literally, i am.
Some days he needs me, some days he wants me. Other days, it can even be the opposite. Sometimes he’ll say he’ll leave me, other times he’ll say that he’s waiting for me to leave him.
I don’t find it hypocritical.
It’s just mindfucking hard to decipher what he truly is searching for or the reaction that he wants from me.
It’s as painful as the needle biopsy that i did this morning and the worse part for both is that the pain lingers and coincidentally, all at the left as well.
It really looks like i am destined to lead a life solo. The concept of love eludes or rather, deludes me all the time.
I remember the fortune teller once told me that something drastic would happen to me once i reach 25 but it looks like it’s already starting.
But i will be strong, because i know you need me to be more than he does.