God taught all humans being to love, but they didn't teach how to stop. That feeling is known as sensitivty and emotions which we are all familar  of. Yet, it was one of the vulnerabilities that were put to test, it was the one that used against me. Words that came from the one you love so much, hurts so much that tears just trickle down continuously. I used to wonder why people often get themselves into depression/having to have sucidal thoughts, but now i fully understand that, that fighting for your whole life alone is miserably tiring.

I was on the phone, ignorance of every existence and focus just on conveying what my hearts tell me. What could possibly against us, if we are against them? I said. I explained merticulously my point across and all I got in return was repeated sorry to conceal all wounds and hurts by apologising. She was clenching with last bit of strength in hope to pull things through and she knew that something was missing, her "dignity". It was something of value to her but she couldn't care less back then. She felt an ache in heart. She couldn't understand why everything was coming from

the guy who once promised to break down the barrier and agrees to fight all cost.
She couldn't accept it, and felt really bitter about whole situation like a year's memory just dusted into thin air, and back to chapter 1. Was moving on easy? Sure it did but she choose not to. She decided to place all her remaining pieces of hearts into bet tomorrow, hoping it will be a closure/continuing once and for all. She never want to meddle something with "love" again.


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