Wednesday, January 13, 2010
the ride home
i nearly cried on my way home last night.i felt like bawling as i listened to utada hikaru's first love (which is funny because the song's verses were in japanese and i don't understand japanese).
my heart whose pieces i painstakingly glued together began to fall apart and it stung.
i don't understand why i still have to feel that way since i have long accepted that we can't be together.
everytime i see them together feels like she's stealing what should be mine.which is illogical because he is hers before i came along.
and oh,by the way,he is not my first love.