The last.

Alright.  Even though I am happy I am going back Perth, I bet there's no one knows that I am scare of going back too. I lost faith in myself,  after what have happened back then. No one knows how I felt and feeling right now. I came back, it was an escape. Escaping from my stupid actions. Now, I have to go back to that very place again, my heart is beyond afraid. <'='|||> I secretly wish it never had happened. I secretly deleting it from my mind. I secretly convincing myself I have overcame it. Obviously, I am lying to myself. I will make myself busy. I will make myself stronger. I will make myself forgetful. I W.I.L.L.

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