the thing about loyalty is that it can consume you, drown you in a little paradise. when you look it back, you only see a never ending dessert with nothing to hold on to.
a long and rocky journey that i had, makes me questioning myself, why should i be a loyal person?
in a little thing called friendship, at work, in love?
what do i get?
i often hurt by those people who pretend to be my friend, only they do not have such loyalty like i do to them. and it's not their fault somehow, it's mine.
i'm the one who's too sensitive.
shooot.
