I was hurt and I still am.
I couldn’t stand it, and i try to find a place of comfort. Somewhere with someone. All i could think of at that time is as long as i get the hug that i want, as long as i’m going for dates non stop, as long as i’m meeting up with new people, i’ll heal.
And that’s how I ended up in Tinder, to find comfort, to find worth, and maybe hoping, to find a new love.
But i was wrong. I didn’t believe it at first, Tinder is a place for people to search for sex, for mutual casual relationship, nothing at all related to love. All are hoping to sleep with anyone. No small talks, no dates, no nothing, just straight up to bed, regardless of how kind and good that person is, it’s all they can think of - sex.
So i ended up at a wrong place. Also funny how i keep on hoping to find a new love over. The chances are small and there’s ni such thing as getting to bed on the 3rd date, no, no, there’s no such thing as dates as well.
“Oh I don’t do dates because there will be feelings involved.”
“I just want casual relationship because I don’t want any feelings involved, no harm.”
Yeah yeah like all millennials are so afraid of devoting themselves, like it’s bad to have relationships, but not me, though i keep on hurting but i do yearn for one.
Mine never really last more than 2 months, thus i get scared when i started to like someone. I get scared that i’ll get clingy. I get scared that my sensitive self is going to destroy it. I get really scared because that’s somehow the sign of me getting hurt in which i did over and over again. But I couldn’t help myself. Maybe because I yearned for it and i still do.
I’m missing the love from another man, because somehow i’m missing them since i was so little.
Finding a wrong place and a wrong person - when will it ends.
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