And so, it really didnt happen in the end.

One week worth of wait, imagination and hope. All tarnished, broken, burst, just like that. I cant remember crying this hard. Hurt, the worst kind of hurt that someone can get is to have her hopes elevated and then burst. That one week I was busy thinking of possible scenarios that could happen, reading and watching videos, because I was afraid that I couldnt continue the conversation. But in the end, there is no such problem because you didnt even initiate a conversation in the first place. Are you that busy or are you that shy? I guess, probably, you just lost your interest, or even worse, he was right, they were just making fun and you didnt have any interest in me in the first place. It was me all along and I am so hurt.

Why do I need to cry so hard for guys. And especially for you, I thought maybe you will be different because my interaction with you that day was so different, at least I could feel that this time, the feeling was like what they say, "right". The worst part was, I walked through the entire same route from bukit panjang lrt to cck mrt yesterday and those moments just came back, especially the part of your eyes locking onto mine. Those memories still play so vividly in my mind. How could you, how could you just trash those memories and deleted them after your so called, one busy week. How could you?

I had no interest in you at first, just thought you were quite cute. Then you made me feel different and I slowly want to know more about you. At this stage, you stopped and no longer want to move to the next stage. How can you leave me behind like this. My heart has never felt so much pain for a long time. The week hasnt end yet. I am no longer hoping and waiting and anticipating. But I really hope, at the bottom my heart and wishing secretly that you would still text me. Even if it didnt work out in the end, at least we tried right? Why do we stop before even trying?

Am I that bad? Who do you treat me as?

Please, can you please, fulfill your promise?