Another day and night spent in solitude.
Another wasted moment of life with a wounded heart.
Sounded too dramatic and emotional and over exaggerated but I guess that's how a broken heart feels like.
I mean everybody for sure can relate to that.
2 WORDS.
MOVE ON.
2 words I dreaded the most yet when time passes it actually happens whether your like it or not.
I didn't want to before because for me moving on means forgetting and forgetting means it doesn't exist.
But, what's worse... they have already decided that you don't exist anymore so it was only fair to do the same...mine just took too long before it finally hit me that I can't remember anymore.
And not remembering means you lose memories because at that point of time those memories was special to you or those memories made you feel special.
But, not all memories can be stored in your mind and heart because at the same time that it makes you happy brings sadness and pain.
Unbearable pain of yesterday and how it's gone now.
Gone because not everything in life is permanent.
I guess you just happened to pass by and that was it.
I think the first time you are in long term relationship will really hit you the most, because I was never hit the most until last year.
Life teaches you to grow up and do it on your own.
Because that is the true test of being strong.
It means you are able to handle disappointment and defeat without giving up.
Trust me I almost wanted to give up everyday and just be done with it, but there was that little glimpse of hope that I keep telling myself to keep going.
My friends had experienced it and I should too...
Keep going...
Keep that faith for the future.
I know the unknown is a scary thing because you don't know what lies ahead, but there is no point of stressing about tomorrow because it hasn't come yet.
Everyday I always had that feeling like my heart is about to jump out of my rib because I don't know what we were.
But then I should have already known.
It was over long before it was over.
So I told myself I have to get up and stand up on my own for my own good.
My own good is better than before...
