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Saturday, January 1, 2011

you know when you're away, you like me to spam you
you know when you're back, you like me to be happy that you're back.
you know that you would be happy if you're back and you see me leaving comments/notes around for you
but despite knowing all this, you didn't do any of the above
you did it on purpose, the reason was to doing this was you said i did it before that's why you are able to do this also. because to you, i deserve it.
it was an eye for an eye for you

honestly how can i even feel happy or sound happy if that's what i'm getting from you?
how to? i can't.

since i was back, you said nothing nice yet. but you had to blog something unhappy about us
and still, no welcome, no misses, no care, no love.
you said i didn't have anything to say to you the night before i left, of course i didn't.
how to when all you had for me was you like to quarrel, everything also want quarrel.
i don't think what i'm requesting from you was very demanding. i just wanted you to reserve you time for me to spend more time with me before my school starts. i'm starting school in two weeks counting this and two weeks isn't long. was that very difficult? was that really demanding?

the easiest way to solve all of this was just by saying something nice
but no, you had to accuse me of starting a quarrel again when i tried telling you about what i want.
if you're blaming me for being unhappy again, am i even wrong to be unhappy? am i even wrong to ask from you to be happy that i'm back?

tell me what do i do?