Pain changes you.
In drastic ways that you can never truly understand, all you know is that it changed you.
I can no longer identify myself.
in the mirror.
That's because I am so different from what my younger self imagined me to be once I grew up.
To be honest, I don't think I like the person I have started to become.
This person doesn't feel any emotions anymore; their only companions are sadness and hate.
I want to know what it feels like to be happy, but then I wonder if it's worth the pain afterwards.
They say there's always calm before the storm, but where am I?
In the storm or the calm?
In the depths of despair or the well of loneliness and sadness?
It's a bittersweet feeling to see the person you once used to love and laugh with change.
We grew apart; I knew that, and yet it hurts so fuc*ing bad.
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