Ok, we 'talked'. & it didn't help. It honestly didn't. I wonder why I even bothered trying. Knowing the outcome would be like this. Sometimes, I just wonder how my mind works. I so wish that there's a bloody remote so I can control my heart. But no. I can't. I can't control how I feel. I can't control my tears. I can't control anything.

Why do I suffer here? Suffer by myself? True, he's living his own life now. But do I have to be stuck in this misery? This stupid seemingly parallel world?

Somebody help me please. I don't want to love this fellow anymore. But why do I still? Even after what he has done to me?