It became my friend, the pain. It was the only thing that I knew won't go away, won't leave me.Because they all do.All of them.Family, friends, love, happiness, freedom, trust, youth, feelings and memories.How I wish they could leave me, all the memories. I wish my mind to be a blank paper that no ink can touch nor last on. My soul free from all the sorrow.All the memories to be erased so I can move on, but I know it won't be as easy as it was for them, maybe I'll never be, I'll never be free from all the pain, sorrow, sadness and memories. But why?Why do they insist on not leaving me, but they leave them so easily as if it was nothing?! I'm used to it now, used to crying my heart out while they're laughing out loud, used to crying myself to sleep while they have the best dreams, used to getting forgotten and left behind while they're used to forgetting and walking away.I always ask myself if I deserve all of this and I always get one answer 'yes I do,' I do, because I'm the one hurting herself, it seems as if ai like it now, the feeling of pain.I do, because I'm the one who never accepted the truth, the truth she knew very well but always convinced herself that they're all lies, that there's a chance.In fact, I have no right to blame others, because all of them warned me, showed me the consequences but I didn't listen nor see clearly and now it's time to blame myself but the funny part is that I still miss them, miss every single thing about them, maybe I'm a crazy person but indeed I'm one who has lost and not sure if she will gain again. A person who became friends with pain.
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RandomThese are some of my emotions that I have put into my writings not necessarily something that I've gone through but you can say these are what I write when I feel down.Some quotes I wrote and other stuff I liked to share, hopefully you'll like them.
