Exhausting.

That was what [Name] felt when his replies grown cold again. Every single thing that she says is taken as offending by the other party.

After a small vibration from her pocket, she took a peek at the message that was sent to her.

[Name]: If you don't want to talk to me, then do it. Don't make everything I say seem offending to you so you can have an excuse to start a fight.

W: I see, I'll talk to you next time so that I won't look like I'm starting a fight.

Shutting down the phone, all she could do was to heave a huge sigh.

[Name] felt like the relationship they have is to taxing. Weighing the worth of their relationship was all she's had in mind.

Is it still worth it to hold on?

Am I doing things right?

Will I regret if I broke up with him?

She knew she wanted him for the rest of her life. She enjoys his company. She was at her happiest when they're holding each other.

I don't think there will be someone who can replace him.

Wing accepted her for being who she was. No questions asked. All he had said was, "That's okay. I'm here now."

She thought he was her savior. She was so thankful to possibilities on how they met. May it be destiny, God, or whatever, she thanked them wholeheartedly.

But then, what is this thing she's feeling?

In the deepest part of her heart, she knew that they won't last. They might seem compatible to each other now but there are plenty of gaps with their personalities that may hinder their love to bloom.

Is it love that he's truly feeling?

She can't help but felt the agonizing pang in her heart as she entertained the possibility.

She was always there when he needed him the most.

Will he be able to do the same?

Overwhelming feelings filled the container of emotions, taking all things as negative as a result.

[Name] went on top of the bed and clutched her blanket tightly, tears gushing down from her eyes.

"It always end up like this." She thought.

She'll cry her heart out as the waiting game begins.

She'll exhaust herself from crying until she feels numb and fall into a deep slumber.

How long will today's 'next time' meant? Will it be a day again? Or a week? A month perhaps?

How many hours will she spend crying, thinking of thoughts she never wanted to happen?

No matter how long will it take for Wing to approach her, she'll accept him regardless.

As long as Wing wanted her beside him, she'll never leave.

After all, she never knew what her worth was.

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a quick update vvv sorry, im just drowning on negative emotions, i want to vent out using this book