mysteries of life #129467825912685

How come you got to choose whether or not to stay in my life? How come you could choose whether or not you wanted to disappear?

I hate my itchy fingers that are always the cause of all this self inflicted heartache/break. I still Facebook stalk people I shouldn't be stalking, I still think about things I shouldn't be thinking about and sometimes I don't know whats worst, allowing myself to do it or finding out I still care enough to want to know what's going on in his life.

It's a funny thing you know, I see couples so happy in love everyday at work. I attend the wedding dinners of strangers and I smile, laugh and cry along with them because there is just so much love, but I cannot help but feel even more distant to the concept of love in my own life.

My heart and mind's in a cold distant place and I'm struggling to get out.