It seems like when there is nowhere to vent, this place will be "the" place for me.
3 weeks have passed and yet I feel there's a black hole in my universe, swarming over my life, emotion and mood. Everywhere I go, black is what I see. Where is hope, joy and optimism?
I dislike the present me, neither do I like how I've become. Don't ask me why, all I can say is that "that" incident slaps me to reality and it really saddens me a whole lot more. Smiles, laughter and feeling happiness from the heart are drifting further away. Watch comedy and I cry, watch scary movies and solemn is all I felt.
Is leaving all these behind and defining a clear line between us the only way for me to release all this invisible stress I am feeling? And the path to the smily-self again? I tried to ask for your co-operation but all i get is why have I become like this. You tell me then, if you're in my shoes, what would you have felt.
I feel damn pathetic that I have reached this path once again. This felt bitter than ever but at least the tears do not flow anymore.
Give it another 2 months and I'll have my decision, whether it's gonna be a heart-broken one or not. Ultimately, girls need security and assurance, not to mention respect.
