Love me, not.

I'm still feeling miserable. Life hasn't been treating me well. though i've got a new puppy, i am still not satisfied, more so fixated with a sense of loss.

love is full of surprises. I spent four years with him and now all love is lost. I guess i didn't try hard enough to stop demanding. It is only when I lost it that I miss every little gestures we made and simple sharing that brought us close.

I don't wish to admit I am already single, for obvious reasons, I sank too deeply in the relationship. I've grown emotionally attached and reliant on him that now i'm feeling so lost.

Weekend is no longer of significance to me. I have to forgo the anticipation of each saturday and sunday. No more weekend couple, now we're close friends.

I miss. Everything between us.