I know it’s stupid to do so. That doesn’t change the fact that I still carried on missing him and feeling upset about the lack of care and concern from him, while he’s carrying on with his life as usual, unaware of the state I’m in, all caused by the mere whats and what-nots.
And so, my heart, a heavy stone covered with cracks, continued falling into an abyss that’s somewhere in my chest. The only comfort I could give myself was why should I be upset over someone who’s unaware and unconcern about my current situation?
Then again, life is a mystery. We know, yet we continue to fall into the same trap over and over again. Why do we put ourselves through such experience, possibly a suffering?
Simply because we care…and that fucking sucks.