27 may, Sunday afternoon.
It will be the anniversary tmr of our 1st date, if we're still tgt. And I just found out not long ago, when Im packing ur stuffs tgt.
The process of packing up, it's so miserable. Im here, sitting in front of the computer, doing nothing. There are so many things, so many memories. Im feeling down, depress,sad,heartbroken. I don't wish for anything, I just wanna live my life. But it's tough, very tough. For every memory that was made, has transformed into pain. Too much to think about, too many to reflect, heartbreaking when re-collecting all. Im praying hard for myself, and for him too. I've been convincing myself that things will nv be the same. Convincing myself that I've to live life without him. Convincing myself to be myself. Convincing myself to open up to someone else. But it's the hardest thing to do. For this very bitter period, I've been trying hard to occupy myself with work, with friends, with outings. But when there's any second of rest, things will just pop out of my mind. Songs, people, movies, couples, everything that I see reminds me of everything. How can it be?
My suffering might end soon, but how soon? Who will be able to mend my broken heart? Worthy, not worthy. The question is...love or not to love. My will collasped, my heart shattered. Closing my eyes, wishing for the better.For my journey is still so long.
Can anybody tell me, what's happening? I'm squeezing my heart, squeezing every love that he made for me out, pulling out the roots that he had grew there. But now, whenever I tried to touch it, I alr feel the tremendous pain. Cure me.
I thought i have the ability to make u into a better man, but I've actaully misguided u, misguided myself. I've tried too hard, I guess.
Once blessed, once loved, once pampered, once happy.
Rosette.