am i so heartbroken, that i ain't feeling it no more?

i just felt like normal,
doing things like i usually do.
just like how every other girls do in their everyday lives.
xcept, avoiding the thoughts of what i had just gone through a feew days ago.
yet, it just felt different.

well, i have unknowingly good appetite on food,
i feel the rights to splurge on myself seeing that it's pointless till a certain point to lose the weight to feel good to accomodate him.

i felt that, i once used to be so hopeful in love
all sunshiney and bubbly,

but now it's just a tad tiney winey spot of dot that i felt, neverendingly hurts me.
is it worth it?
is it ever worth it to give love another hope for it to truly exist?

i wonder.
i query.
i asked.