Some things are meant to be leave unsaid.

If one is really concerned/interested, one will ask......

I took a bus ride around my house area again. Yes again, but I don't seem to remember when was the last time. When I broke up with my ex? When my family matters keep coming in? Don't remember. I guess it's something unpleasant that I don't wish to remember.

I'm lost again and feel like crying. I control my tears in the crowd but when I lie on my comfort zone in an enclosed area, with no noise disturbance, my tears just flow uncontrollably. Why is it that things, which used to be sweet and nice, always have to end or turn out this way - badly?

It happened to my family and now to my relationship. Am I the root of the problem? But it needs two hands to clap, isn't it?

I wet my pillow again, crying myself to sleep...

Nothing is perfect, fairytale love doesn't exist.

Picture taken from here

How to amend a wounded heart?

Written at 16.15pm.