It’s deceiving,
Please believe me,
This is no man’s way to cry.
It’s deceiving,
Please believe me,
This is no man’s way to cry.
It was one of the worst emotional drops on the mental rollercoaster since I had to put Boodah to sleep. I felt sorry for myself. And pity. And shame. And regret. And Sorrow.
But I also felt happiness. I felt hope.
Why wait around for someone who doesn’t feel the immediate need to be with you?
I’ve never found solace in the idea of a soulmate, someone who becomes your whole world. I could not handle that type of romantic relationship.