I opened up to someone...
I felt the winter in my heart turn into spring... I felt happy. Even if it was for a few hours... I was happy... truly happy...
But now, just as the weather...in my heart, it started to snow again. My mind just can't comprehend that some people are good and genuine. All that I feel now, it's uncertainty and fear... Someone knows some hidden parts of me... some parts that can do so much damage to me.... parts that can cut into me like a sharp blade.
Those damn memories...the pain that comes with them, I forgot how it feels to tell someone something personal...it hurts.I felt like crying the whole time, yet I was smiling and
confessing...yet, I felt safe...
Memories never leave your bones... they stay there and eat you alive.Why do we remember the bad ones so vividly, yet the good ones are so vague?
