i can't do this. i tried very hard to be strong. but whats the use of being strong? i don't say what happened because i don't want to relive the pain everytime i tell someone. so i keep everything to myself. and i just relive the pain every moment in my head, every moment in my heart. and all you can tell me is to let it go. not even willing to fix anything.

finality. that's it.

gloom surrounds me, something that's painfully obvious. curtains drawn so that i can avoid the light for just that moment longer so maybe i am in a dream, a nightmare that i can wake up from. but the time comes when i have to draw my curtains, and realise everyday that its morning, i am not having a nightmare.

dear please don't go anywhere.