Girls will always be girls, that's why we're double X chromosomes, and guys enjoy only one X and an additional Y.
I used to wonder very much why Cassandra chose to stick with a compulsive double crosser of a boyfriend for 3 years, when she can easily do so much better with that sex of a face and body. How she could still yearn so hard, how she managed to forgive every wrong.
That's a girl's love for you.
Cos I'm part of this vicious circle too. Comparing is stupid, I know, but it's inevitable, no?
Why my cousin's boyfriend happily snaps shots of her to post up in Friendster, why James plan months ahead time and money consuming gifts of love for his girlfriend's birthday.
Why I seem to be the only one who takes constant profanities of abuse like how we have to breathe to live when to others view a single Cheebye as an outrage, why I can even forgive a betrayal that cuts me so deeply and further enhances my already over paranoid being when others would simply say fuck off, and good riddance. Why I'm the one crying buckets while you display anger at my speaking of your wrongs.
That's love for you.
It's not that I forget the drives all the way cross Singapore just to fill my tummy. Or foregoing sleep just to keep me company. It's just..
I don't know.
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