Been trying hard not to do that scariest thing. Yet I have to keep facing it. How in the world that I keep doing it? Moron. Sometimes I wish I'm not the only one who's been suffering. But then knowing that I am not the only one who suffers makes it even devastating.
I'm puzzled with this spot of life. Feels like I'm on the strangest, unfriendly, painful yet the warmest spot under the sky that gives a longing feeling I ever thought would feel. Where I still feel brighten even when I'm drowned with tears.
Oh I wish those little hands would keep me balanced. I really don't want to fall again. I wanna keep my genuine smile and laughter. For good. I'm getting used to them.
I really hope we're gonna be ok. Because that is all what matters now.
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