I've been through it over and over again. But whenever it came to me, I lost my grip. I get drown in the sadness. Hating myself repeatedly for being so foolish to get hurt by it again.
The feeling is so common to me that sometimes I felt bored to have feel it but this situation, I can't help but got pinched. It started out slow, spreading to my body and lastly to my heart where it left the biggest impact. It hurt, it hurts so badly that I just started to clutch my chest even though I know that I'm not suffering from a physical pain.
It makes me cried inside and try to search for any strength to overcome it, to put up a smile for the world to see. It is so hard. I lost myself in the sadness again. For now, I had surrender to make me feel better. For this time, I lost again in this battle.
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The Colour Of My Heart
Random[HIGHEST RANKING: #1 AWAKE] The story is just a bunch of words that I thought at night when I can't sleep so it might get boring ⚠ ; Have you ever laid awake and thought about everything that happened to you and wished that it could be changed someh...
