The Broken Road

"Urgh! I'm sick and tired of everything!" I said to myself as I slam the door loudly. I jumped to my bed and buried my face on my favourite pillow.

I don't know what happened to me but everything fell apart when I lost it. I have kept this emotion inside of me and it has burst out. I just wanted to get away from problems, hurts, drama, reality and everything.

I tried to escape for awhile by getting lost to find myself in the scandanavian mountains and cruising my way to the Dutch soil. Hence the start of the journey of my life. There I was, in the middle of the sea, on the top deck of the ship, finally alone. Until someone broke the silence of my thoughts and the soothing sound of the waves.

I was well aware that I shouldn't let my guards down... that I shouldn't just let him break my walls... that I shouldn't be attached... that I shouldn't fall in love. We both knew we had to go on our separate ways when the journey ends.

In the end, both of us will come to a question, "Am I willing to walk in this journey with you?"

In this journey of getting lost to find my way, will I find myself?