distance,please.

life's a bitch!
when your throat becomes sore for nothing.
alright maybe over a couple of cookies and chocolates.
and your training absolutely sucks.
am feeling more than out of place in a k1.
and then stupid useless boys who refuse to help with the keeping up

and most importantly. YOU.
he probably thinks i'm angry because of macritchie issue today.
but no, aint because of that.
in fact, i dont even feel angry anymore.
not sad either.
because after a while, u reach a point where u dont feel anything anymore.
whats that called, resignation, yes.
i loathe the way i seem to have to convince him to spend time with him.
i loathe the way he makes treats me like a spare tyre. that's what they call substitues right? eg"hey, the lan shop closed, u wanna do anything now?" "oh, depends on who is bowling first"
i loathe the way i have to text him first, or ask him out first, so much so that if he does it to me i'll be so absolutely delighted.

so for now, i'll leave this be.
the place he occupies in my heart will soon shrink,
to an empty hole.
and i'll just bury all my feelings.
distance myself.
it's going to be tough but i'll try. :)
dont wanna hurt myself no more.