Short Stories: July 2006 Archives

Drained. Why do I feel so drained just because of one measly conversation. Given the fact that it brought up painful truth I thought I'd kept hidden even from myself. Especially from myself. I want ot forget it all, to go back to the way I was before all this shit came haunting me once again. But I can't. I want the pain to end but I don't know how! Or maybe I do but I just don't want to do it; maybe I can't do it. When all I can do is cry but the tears won't fall, what is there for me to do? I need a hug, badly. But there's no one there to give me one. I'm all alone. In the midst of all these people I fell so alone and lonely. Sad, but true. The thought of you leaves me weak. Why can't you love me instead? I don't want to lose you. I don't want to leave you. But I don't want to go on like this either coz it's killing me slowly and painfully.