Saturday, April 18, 2009,1:29 pm
Irony
The wee hours of friday morning. She was mine forever, so happy together. And then I woke up. And therein lies the oh-so-lovely irony: reality condensed into a dream. They say reality is the opposite of dreams. but this dream presented the stark reality: she'll only be mine in my dreams, and not in real life, perhaps never.
Isn't irony wonderful?
And if she happens to like another guy...well. I swore to give up on love, but...screw you, heart. Damn you, emotions and hormones. they're the perfect torture tools.
Yea i'll go slit my wrists now.