I'm sorry everything is going downhill. I'm sorry that nothing is going as planned. To be honest, I never planned this. Everything that is going on and that has been going on were definitely spontaneous. I wouldn't actually say it was out of our control, because frankly, it was in our control. We just didn't want to. I don't even know how we're stuck here. So dysfunctional. It's almost too hard for me to ignore. But it's there. In front of me. So, one way or another, I gotta deal with it.
And for that, I'm sorry I'm not dealing with it in the most matured way or to be specific, the way you want me to handle it. I never knew what you wanted. Never knew what you expected. I'm sorry if this sounds a lot like a defeat but I guess I'm tired. Tired trying to figure it out. Trying to figure you out. Tired of trying to figure this out.
Maybe, one fine day, I'd have all the strength again. I'll gather all my might again. To play this game, with you, again. You caught me off-guard, baby. I wasn't at my strongest when you met me. Wasn't at my best. I was at my lowest point. You brought me up. And just when I'm high enough to be okay, you let go. So, now I'm back where I was. Lower than I've ever been.
Sorry for being this weak. Sorry I couldn't handle this better. I'm not at my best at the moment. I thought at this age, all the games will be put aside. I guess I was wrong. Lol. You must love this. Me, being wrong.
As said by a dear friend; Kalau hati boleh pecah, dah lama terbarai.
Swallow me, then, spit me out.
