Dear diary,
Sleepless night yet again. But this time, it's drastically different.
There was a time when nights went by sleepless because I craved to sleep beside her. But this sleepless night is killing me and I no more wish the same.
Recalling the incident she spoke to me about the last night leads me to a point where I picturize that gross scene. How could she ? How could she kiss another guy?
Was that something she craved for?
Was I wrong in understanding her ?
Was I wrong at judging her character?
Did I make a mistake of knowing her?
Was I wrong about trusting her?
I hate those lips that touched mine.
I hate that face, that cheated me.
Is this what I deserved for loving her?
I hate my heart that loved her.
I hate my mind that thought about her.
I hate the words that were written for her.
I hate all the gentleness that forgave her mistakes.
Oh! wait, was this what she meant while she said "You deserve better"?
I realize, I definitely do!
