disillusioned. that's will be a right word to describe how i feel now. i realise as time passes, the feeling of disappointment and anger slowly subsides. its like when anything happens, i feeling less and less of these feelings. or perhaps the worst thing of all is that i expected it to turn out that way. so any teeny weeny feelings of disappoinment will be reserved for the fact that i am actually right!
seems like a dance routine. similar to some cha-cha dance. i moved foward and my partner moves backwards. thus, i get tired and decide to move back and then he move forwards. its as though its a never-ending dance. perhaps i should learn to put an abrupt end to this dance. i preferred the tango but as the saying goes, " it takes two to tango". hence, effort on my part will not even produce anything remotely similar to a dance.
is it that difficult to be nice and appreciate me? weariness is starting to creep into me. i never wanted anything big or incredible. all i want is to show that you even care or at least know i am not some mere acquaintance. and i guess that its too hard to began with.
