I'm still in my dream, wouldn't want to wake up. Finally, escape from the depressing past. I wanted a new start. A new life, to restart everything again. To restart a life, without past, without sorrow, without the painful memory. A life that only represents the present me, people who never know about my past, who never question about my past, who never bother who am I in the past. If I'm allow to, I would leave that life behind, be it happy or sad memories, the past that makes me unsure if I'm smiling still because I'm happy, or simply is the action from the facial muscles.
I did something terrible, making the situation even unbearable. Making myself more enemies. The wounded heart, hurting by the lies and betrayal, who can bear? The wounded heart, hurting by someone you've truly given your heart to, who can bear?
hey, I wish somewhere in the future, when I scrolled back this post, I can smile and say, it's finally over. I will tell myself, the agony has gone, the lifelessness has passed, the tears has dried up, the aching has stopped, but the love persists..
So finally, today is the day, when I'm finally leaving this place. I've been hated this place so much; I've been working my way to not stay in this place as far as I could; I've been feeling more alone and isolated in this deadly place; I've been shedding much more tears as far as I could remember compare before; so much heartbroken, so much isolation, so much slanders, so many haters.. and I'm staying the last night in this room. But, feeling complicated.