As long as my love
burns out
I thought I'd healed. That it was fine for me to share my struggles, my pain, and the reason why I cried when the sun's retired for the night. I thought sharing what we had wouldn't bring tears to my eyes anymore. I thought you're just now a memory that I will soon forget.
But as I share my memories with you. Those memories that I've kept hidden inside my head just came rushing as if it just happened yesterday. As if all those years were not enough for me to heal. As if the pain you've caused just happened yesterday.
As if... the wounds are still fresh.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Thoughts in a Drabble
DiversosA compilation of my random thoughts written in a drabbles. This book is also made to test my English as I feel like I'm deteriorating in that language. Written in English.
