I have once said that It's over and I am moving on with my life… perhaps that is what I want people to think about. I want them to see me strong and vividly grasping every breath smoothly and without any complications from a long winding crying marathon over a broken heart, I once suffered from.
The closest people in my life knew how badly I suffered though they sympathized me and encourages me, still the feeling of grudges is running by, no matter what… no matter how I tried to pretend that I am okay at any given time they would ask me. But at one point I what to say, "I'm not okay. I am in fears and in sudden mobility of uncertainty in life… much to account of dramatic changes in all aspects in my life after I got broken hearted. There's a lot to say and much more to share but I avoided myself from getting into details because I knew no one not even the person who caused my heart to break into pieces can explain how bad I felt.
The memories I kept in a box are hunting me. I am not in dilemma. I am just confused! I want to share my thoughts that the memories I once locked are now making a burden of lonely thoughts in me. It's the emotion and I cannot completely see the whole picture of why it does matter to me now. All I am asking for is a little help to get through….
"TANG-INA MO PATAHIMIKIN MO NA AKO"