I like you, he said.
Confessions like this... I used to consider them as some sort of an affirmation to me as they shut down all the horrible thoughts I made about myself. There is one person in the world that cherishes me for who I am, in my best and worst possible conditions - physically and psychologically. The bothersome burden and insecurities that lie in my heart are finally lifted off; I should no longer feel so little of myself. No more pretending, no more being scared. I can be myself whenever I wish without thinking twice.
Upon hearing them now I feel nothing. I've heard those words so many times and they effortlessly become less believable the more I hear them. I find them to be so insincere. All made up, like the world. I am not the least bit surprised. What is real anyway nowadays?
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