It feels like thousands of knife stabs. I don't want to think about you. I don't want to think about how quickly you replaced and forgot about me. I don't want to waste my tears because of you and lie awake for nights just to ask myself questions that I can't answer.
It feels like thousands of knife stabs when I waste all my strength on it. I thought the pain had become less but on the contrary it is only getting worse and thousand knife stabs become millions who keep catching up with me with their stabs with our memories.
When does it stop? When are my stab wounds allowed to heal?
