Broken Pieces

Fears

I have so much fears.

But mostly fear of losing someone.

Fear of getting ignored.

Fear of imperfections.

Liam left me without saying good bye.

He died on his birthday due to leukemia. (May he rest in peace)

And being with him for two years and three months and not knowing about his illness was so fucked up.

If only I wasn't that naïve, I would know.

I would know the reason why his face is always pale.

I would know the reason of his absence in school.

I would know why he always have excuses.

I would know why he always do many things just to make me happy.

I would know why he didn't came that night.

I would know that he is struggling.

But no. I was just so naïve.

And I had only knew about it when his parents came to school and told me about it on his birthday/funeral's day.

It hurts so fucking much.

It hurts to know that you know nothing about it.

It hurts to think that every questions left unanswered.

It hurts to let go.

It hurts so fucking much that no one would ever understand the feeling.

And I don't want it to happen to you, Meep.

You said you can love too much.

And that scared the crap out of me.

How could you love me that much?

No please, let go of me.

Let go of that feelings.