Why do I have to feel awful? Why do I have to be the one who's still stuck? Why do I have to be the one who's still in love? When he's the one who choose to walk away. When I didn't give up despite all the pain but he did.But why would he text, I was getting used to his absence.
I choose this pain for myself and I keep choosing it everyday. If I was given another chance at life, would I do it differently? Maybe or maybe not. My future self will be saying the same shit I guess, but present me likes the way it is.
I'm trying to sleep early today but I'll have to wake up for tahajjud after an hour or so. It feels like it's been centuries since I got enough sleep. Sometimes I get sleepy in gym, in the middle of sets, I make scenarios like what if this dumbbell hit me in the head in dizziness
