The past few nights have just been tough. Tears rolling down uncontrollably. Heart breaking. So afraid that I might just destroy something so good and beautiful with my bare hands. So afraid this might end.
But I cannot help it. It doesn’t feel like before. I just can’t imagine what it will be like 3 years down the road. Am I ready for this? Am I ready to take all the stress and loneliness that comes along.
Life is always despicable. Certain things you most want to avoid just comes back to haunt you. Really. History repeats itself and I just don’t want the same ending to happen again.
I just want to be happy. Why is it so hard?
My heart feels terribly painful. This emptiness, and desolate. Is this how love has become? It just feels that the world is being the exact opposite of what I want it to be.
I’m just numbed from the awful reality of life. That nothing ever stays the same. What everlasting happiness, it’s all just a joke.
