Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
dear diary,
i'm not ready to let it go.
but i have no choice have i?
i hate suffering in silence.
and pretend that everything is okay on the outside.
if only..
ilovehimsomuch.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
dear diary,
why does happiness come and go within a click of a finger?
i don't even have time to react.
i don't even have time to find out what's wrong.
it just slapped me right in the face.
i feel like i'm locked in a dark room now.
lost.
yet again.
plucking petals off the rose.
asking anyone in the dark room.
if he loves me, or he loves me not.
except.
that its not the petals.
in reality, i don't know what is wrong.
sometimes, happiness seems so real.
but sometimes, it snapped at me.
just like the happiness a few days before.
didn't even happened.
i am ready to do anything.
because the worse is over.
i think i went through much more than that.
isn't happiness owed to me for the pain i went through.
who deserves happiness.
i think at this point.
i have enjoyed enough that god takes it all away from me.
never to return my joy of laughter.
lookslikeimgoingtostareatthephonewaitingforthecallandhavesleeplessnights.howinsanecanthisget.