Broken Promises lead to a Broken Heart

Was blog surfing , just can't fall asleep with all this pain in me.



How true:

"....too much pain can really melt away the love.. whenever you think about *** and you remember all those hurtful things *** had done (intentionally or not) the flame keeps on burning... as much as you want to forget about it.. it is not that easy.. there are times when you think about it as if your brain has an automatic alarm that will remind you that "this is what *** has done to you" and tha pain will be felt all over again and you'll start to cry...

crying.. your only escape from the pain that you're feeling... and makes you wish you won't feel it again...

at times i still have this automatic alarm in my brain that reminds me of all the painful things that happened to me and it makes me scared, that maybe one day i'll be experienceing it again and worse with the same person.. ( now that's emotional suicide)... "


Can anyone be so inconsiderate and hurtful?

Especially when there's is supposed to be love in the mix?

Q... I pray this pain will go away.

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Thank you ... Drama Queen @ http://dramaqueen-andeng.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-love-and-pain-and-wanting-more.html

R.E.S.P.E.C.T pls

I really don't understand why relationships have to be made so complicated.

When you love some one, do you not show care, concern and respect ?

I'm not asking for money or blood.

All I asked is the simple action of consideration and integrity in one's actions and words.

Is this person's heart made of stone? ... When a promise is broken once too often, this person has become nothing more than a Liar (?!).
I don't want to acknowledge that . But my baby is becoming. :(:::

Q ....Is my heart made of stone?

Sigh.

Tracks on my Face

No calls. No replies.

The only time (*) called was when (*) wanted a ride in the wee early hours of morning like, 3 am , when (*) came back from overseas and wanted a lift to yet another dance club.

And (*) wanted loads of cash too, because (*) 'forgot'.

And yet I drove and I gave. And yes I feel used and stupid.

I'm writing lyrics for a new song just to exemplify my feelings right now :

'I didn't bother to blow my hair. I didn't bother to wear my contacts or appear in a beautiful dress and heels. I didn't bother to put on make up. The drive was there long but I wasn't eager to reach my destination.'

(A Recount)

Q

H-B Hotel

You said, you'll be here by Nine.

Then you took your time.

...Asking myself why... when you do this to me.

When some else is on your mind? Lies?

What Did I do wrong? Or have you done me wrong?

Just Lyrics... ?

J... :(

Q