The Last Straw

You can’t understand life really. How I wish I could easily know its intentions.

I just called my ex just now. I told her that her sister told me that she wanted to talk to me. I asked her if she has anything to tell me. I wanted to hear her side. Instead, she told me she has nothing to say to me…nothing at all.

I am a stubborn bull. I was the one who was hurt, still I was the one who reached out, and got nothing in the end. I expected a little bit of emotion, of sentimentality, even just a little “sorry”, but there was none. All I’ve said have fallen to deaf ears.

Maybe that was the last straw.
Maybe I need to carry on from here.