I’m sorry I haven’t been a good daughter.. Not being the daughter you want me to be.
Sorry if I haven’t been around. I get caught up with my thoughts too much. And it’s my fault.
Dear work and partners,
I haven’t been putting in alot of effort and I apologise. I’ll put in what I can during shifts. But pardon me if I talk too little. Exhaustion kills.
I hope you see my efforts. Im starting to take interest in you now and I hope it doesn’t stop. It’s a love hate relationship, but I know I’ll miss you when it’s all over.
Dear whoever that matters,
My name is Evonne. I’m not a nice girl. I believe in karma and just yesterday it proved my beliefs. I blame myself and no one else for it. I’m pessimistically optimistic. And I’d like to be left alone for now.
Love takes hostages, gives them pain.
Gives someone the power to hurt you again and again. But they don’t care.
If they’re lucky then they’ll get to see.
If they’re really really lucky then they’ll get to feel.
If they’re truly blessed then they’ll get to believe.
If you’re dammed you’ll never let yourself be deceived.
Love is hard, if it’s easy it would’ve mean nothing.
My mind is working alot again, for the wrong reasons.
I picture a simple, no trust-issue, worry-free, relaxed situation between us. It’s just so hard.
A fail to assure?
A need for assurance?
Just tell me what I need to hear. Please. I need it right now.