Lord, what Fools these Mortals be!



I'm not going to rave about his starting of school being the catalyst to this rough patch, or to define it more accurately, this might-be temporary/permanent split.

No, there are more pressing and significant issues at hand.

Like, He doesn't love me anymore.

I hate to doubt him but.. From my point of view, it all points to that conclusion.

He doesn't want to meet me. He stops calling. The last time he came over he told me he had to forced himself to. Force. Meaning he was unwilling to come.

Who wouldn't want to meet the one he/she loves?!

I try reaching out to him but he just turns away.

His withdrawal is extremely disconcerting. I don't know what to think. Yes, we're on a hiatus but hello? Is this necessary?

Another cause for concern would be his severe lack of concern. The ironic thing is, I've always resented his frequent questioning of "Who called you? Who text-ed you?". Now that he doesn't ask anymore, it's causing me distress. =.=

Maybe I'm just being too sensitive. I doubt it, But there is a possibility that I've been so petted and spoiled by him that yeah. I get silly over meagre matters.

Is this nymph a fool for clinging on to this one-sided relationship?

I don't know. Everytime I take a step backwards, an inexplicable force pushes me ahead.

How long can I hold on if he continues this indifferent behaviour of his? And should I? I am just foolishly deluding myself. Am I just entrapped in this relationship?

Will there be a happy ending? Or will he just shred my heart into millions of little fragments. Relationships are ephemeral afterall.


P.S. Seem to have lost my penchant for melodramatic, flowery language. I think I sound like I'm answering a history essay question. Matter-of-fact. Annoying! IMMA PURE LITERATURE STUDENT OKAY!


You like to think I'm just crazy when I say that you've changed.
But I'm convinced I know the problem:
You don't love me the same.