Life has been a rollercoaster ride so far.
About a month ago my heart was shattered and broke into pieces by a guy whom I have trusted my love with.
Today marked five weeks we've been apart. You could say I've gotten better but that doesn't mean I have totally moved on.
Those past memories used me, it dictates me, it haunts, it is bittersweet, it is something I longed, but for sure its something I would love to erase.
They say time will heal, they say don't give up and just move on with your life.
How do you move on when a huge a part of you is not there anymore. When you don't feel like yourself anymore. When you've lost your identity. When did you realize that a big part of you left alongside him?
Time might heal, but do time think that I am strong enough to wait, to endure?
Strong enough to remain calm and unstable?
Everything is up to me, if I want to be better it's not in the hands of other people. It's my own responsibility to keep on walking with these dried tears.
I am sad, I am confused, It's not only because of love but it's because how unfair reality is for me.
Here I am complaining using words while others complain whilst doing something.
Curse him, I said.
Curse God too.
I'll show you that I will grow without the help of anyone.
I don't need love to know my worth.
I'll do me myself.
