It hurts

I tried to talk with you. Discuss things out, but I couldn’t. Also you seems not interested. I cannot keep those things in my minds. It f***ing hurts. So I typed it here hoping to release the stress from my mind.

Do you have any idea how much it hurt to walk alone in the uni, passing the places we used to talk and talk. Watching people get hitching. It’s not that I want to marry. That’s the only way we could be together. These whole problems with us because we couldn’t be together lately.

I understand that I have done some mistakes. But the problem is are those worth a breakup. Can’t you see that we have problem in communication. I have a problem. I kept telling you. Why can’t we arrange a solution for that.

I think you have understood by now the way I push you is the easiest way to achieve you dreams. It’s not my dreams. It was our dreams. I always want the best and pleasure for you and. Even you believe or not.

Huh. This is not working. I have lot to tell. Lot in my mind. I cant transfer it to the words. All the time I didn’t work or sleep, I kept thinking those. (So I slept almost 19 hours today). If you read this anyhow, please we’ll talk out those. I want the life we dreamed. It is not easy to achieve. But together I believe we can.