I know there's a worm inside me.
It is not good but i can't get rid of it.
No one has even realized i am already lost in that room.
No one knows I am shouting for help.
Guess i am getting better in pretending and acting?
During these 40 days, i am too anxious and worried. I am too skeptical.
I can't get rid of her picture from my mind.
The pictures and the past keep on running and running and they never stop.
I do mind a lot how people would judge me behind. Especially them.
I know they have no good comments on me and that really scares me.
Frighten and doubting is the only description to talk about me.
Crying is the only thing I am able to do.
At last, i stepped out.
I should have done this long time ago but i was too selfish coz i couldn't bare losing the loved one.
Letting it flies is the best choice amongst all.
We had been trying to hide that bomb but undeniably, its existence is too obvious that we can't actually pretend it is invisible.
No one knows how to comfort me coz it is too hard.
This case is special. Haha.
I hold my tears tightly until now i have no more energy to hand in there already.
We can't see the heart pain
It is uncountable
Memories are beautiful
