A Hurt Soul

It is now 2.10am in the morning.

I was the one hurt, yet I keep staring at my handphone. Waiting for a glimpse of hope to come. Waiting for a glimmer of what I used to believe.

None came.

It is only hurting me more. Perhaps that is what you want it to be. To hurt me, right? Thats your intention. Hurt me as much as possible and you will be happy?

But isnt it what couples should do? Go out of the way to calm each other's paranoia? So...what the hell was wrong with you the whole day? Are you going to be like that forever?