GHOST of the PAST!

GHOST of the PAST!

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whenever i'm alone im my room in a silent night, all that i can hear are the cries and the sobs of my poor silent weakling heart nobody really understands me, my attitude and my situation nor on how i really felt deep inside my lonely heart that i have been carrying since the last 2 years no one really bothered all that they can say and do is to ask whenever they see a glimpse of my loneliness whenever i am alone and all through out the day, all that they can see is my cute lovely smiling face laughing and enjoying the day playing around like I don't have problems in life nobody can measure my cheerfulness in our class or on how I respond happily in front of everybody but behind those lovely cute face hides a lonely silent broken heart left by the one I love most. the past still hunts me, how could I change that? How could I? Tell me! Will anyone please tell me. I'm crying without uttering a word. im in pain. how could i not when they left me behind. Am I selfish? Did I do something that made him leave me? What have i done wrong? Do I really deserve this? He keeps on bugging me. In my dreams he appears and caresses me. I can't forget the last words he told me. "I love you! Goodbye! Please wait for me... I will come back for you!" I want to know what you mean... please let me know... I'm not capable of doing anything, I'm emotionally weak, fragile and easy to break down I'm crying silently, I want to cry out loud. I want to burst out in tears just to get these thorns stocked in my heart out. My heart is chained with thorns of pain, suffering and death. I want to unbind these chains... I want to stop this nonsense.. I'm tired of pretending that I'm happy when I'm not. I want to change, I want to become independent. I want to become stronger, will you help me? I understand if you don't. But please... please... tour me to the world of mysteries and discover new possibilities. crazy to say but i want to fall in love again~
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*Not everything stated in the prologue accurately reflects the main ideas of the story.* Have you ever been so fierce, so strong, so untamed? Have you ever been so independent - always thinking, always saying you will never be weak? Have you ever felt invisible to everyone, like you're standing in a crowded room screaming silently, yet no one turns their head? You want to be seen, desperately, but it feels like they look right through you. Have you ever hated someone not for who they are, but for what they expect you to be? They admire your strength, applaud your resilience, and praise your confidence, but none of them have ever stayed long enough to witness your weakness. They only love the strong version of you, the one that doesn't cry, the one that holds everything together even when you're falling apart inside. And so, you hide it. You keep your silence and wear your strength like armor. Because if you break - who will catch you? If you let the tears fall - will they still respect you? Will they still stay when they finally see the parts of you that aren't as perfect or fearless? Sometimes, it feels like being strong has become your only identity. But what they don't know is that even the fiercest souls need rest, even the wildest hearts get tired, and even the strongest people long to be held-not because they are weak, but because they've been strong for too long. But you are not just strength. You are softness, too. You are the quiet ache behind the brave face, the sleepless nights behind the bright smile. And though you have survived countless seasons alone, deep down, there's a part of you whispering: Let someone in. Let someone see the chaos and call it beautiful. Let someone touch the thorns and still choose to stay. Maybe you're not meant to be tamed. Maybe you're meant to be understood. Because even wildflowers deserve a place to bloom freely, without having to hide their roots.

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