20 April 2016

kiss me, kill me

i'm sorry i don't have what it takes to be good enough for you.

i can't remember when was the last time i cried my heart out. despite of always having this sadness, gloomy feeling, that crawling and slowly eating my soul inside out, i just don't cry anymore.

and trust me. it hurts a lot for not able to express what you feel. 

you know, the little you;  that live inside your head, the one who always remind you all the good times you had before, and how desperately you want to go back there again - to be the old you, the young and carefree version of you. that little me, is keeping me suffer from the memories and i know, she is laughing at me, as being an adult is a failure in my life, i guess.

i know,
i never be good enough for anyone, 
not even for my own self.

i'm so tired i wish i could just be gone.