This story is about a girl who lived a life believing in a perfect world. She was simple, happy and hyped about almost everything. She was smart, jolly and a loving person.
Most of the time, she just want to make everyone happy. Surprises, and oh how I love her giggles when its successful. She made it to a point that satisfying everyone is like her profession.
At rough times, she would say "its okay". When she's hurt, she would just say "its okay".
Until the day came that she was hurt badly, disappointed by the least person she knew would disappoint her, betrayed.
She was made to believe a happy life but wasn't real. She was made to believe she was loved but betrayed. She was made to believe that everything is okay when it wasn't.
Her heart was stabbed by the person whom she entrusted her life and love with. From one beating soft heart to a millions of bits of pieces, her heart got destroyed.
She tried to tell herself "its okay", but her tears would just flow from her eyes involuntarily.
Her heart bled so bad that it leaks through her eyes.
She picked up the pieces of her heart, she tried to put them back together. Along the process, she was able to do it and she cried once again.
She noticed her heart wasn't that beautiful like before. So she did something to make it beautiful in her eyes.
The soft beating heart is now covered with jade. Making her heart harder, stronger and made the scars gone at least from her eyes.
She want to deny to herself that she was once fooled. Her heart now is stronger than before. It looks beautiful.
She smiled once again, but when she tried to love again, the scars beneath her jaded heart keeps on burning like hell.
She doesn't want it. She don't like it. She tried to endure the pain for trying to love once again, but the scars beneath would always kick in.
A series of nightmare, depression and anxiety she had. She said "I don't want it.", but the scars beneath would always make her remember the pain.
The pain reminds her how worthless she is. Worthless of the truth and a true love. Worthless to be fought for but worth of the lies and deceit. Worthless of being proud of but worth of destroying her reputation even for just being a human being.
She now think that her heart is useless and thinking of throwing it all away. She's very reluctant of doing so because her heart made her special, but she can't endure the pain anymore.
