The Bitch’s Cradle I

It’s the middle of the week and we still haven’t talk to each other. We don’t see each other anymore after work. I keep on convincing myself that this is good and that this is my choice since I know that nothing’s gonna happen and I might hurt myself and others as well. But convincing myself ain’t no good at all… look at me, I’m stuck here, alone and wishing that at some point he’ll go upstairs and visit me at my station.

I saw him last night, but he didn’t look at me… it’s so painful… twice as much! Yes it’s painful already when I found out about his "baggage", it’s painful enough that she had to text me and call me a home wrecker (their not even married for crying out loud!), it’s painful to realize that every time he’s not feeling well i cannot take of him… can you imagine now the pain I’m going through?

To top it all… it’s damn, freakin painful to be ignored! I feel like there’s this big sign on my forehead saying "Loser", it feels like I’m doomed to fail in every relationship I have.

I miss him!

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