It seems like even the happiest of relationships sooner or later has to reach its breaking point. You know what they say, love is just a word until someone comes along and gives a meaning to it. I just wish that upon the first step you take with someone of the opposite sex that there would be a sign of certainty that could be descended on you so you shall know whether or not to continue going along with it or not. It's been more than half a year and my walls are still tall and strong than ever now. It seems the minute I start to let my guard a little bit down due to some flattering praise from the boy who is trying to pursue me, the next minute after, they immediately try to inflict damage onto my wall. I'm scared sooner or later, my wall will capture me in forever reigns.
What you said today really upset me. I've never felt so much hate in a sentence directed towards me. It's funny because I honestly was starting to think that you DID care and you WEREN'T going to give up. I had a teensy weensy fraction of hope for us again, but it didn't take you long to playfully destroy it. I don't know if I'll ever speak to you again... I tried to make at least a friendship work, but it seems as if the damage is way beyond repair now. You broke us and you took a small crack at me too. Thanks.
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