a shell of what i used to be

it was a mistake right from the start to fall in love with you.

i shud've run the minute i acknowledged it.

i thought i could make it right.

i guess i'm wrong.

i give up.

now i'll leave it to fate.

i'll wait and see what you will do.

in the mean time, i'll bury myself in books .

knowing you, i know its near impossible for you to make the first move.

i regret rejecting the others for you, shouldn't have wasted my time.

i feel like i've wasted opportunities and probably missed the better guy.

i'm left with only a shell of what i used to be. i miss d old me- never take 'no' for an answer and i-dun-like-so-eff-off attitude. i'll probably be orite now if i didnt tone it down...