I'll be taking flowers to the cemetery of my heart to make peace with my past and to get untimely condolences for the love I never had.
The wounds remind me of how meaningless the love I gave was to them.
The trauma feels never-ending, and I now understand how difficult it is to be who I'm supposed to be.
I thought it was worth it to take the fall for everyone, but now I can't reverse the tremendous fall I took.
In love, everything is quite fair, and for the most part, I've experienced what it's like to be exploited.
Good intentions don't always win; sometimes it's the evil that brings the situation to a close and returns you to where you should have started.
My days are becoming old, my moments are never quite perfect, and things continue to fall apart.
These things keep happening right in front of my eyes, and there's nothing I can do to stop them.
My barriers have been shattered, I've lost every battle attempting to mend myself, and I just hope to do better in the next life.
In the face of these difficult and trying circumstances, it was hard not to feel overwhelmed by the weight of these emotions. Experiencing moments of deep loss and seemingly hard challenges ,I came to the realization that often in these darkest moments that we find our true strength.
But I kept in mind, love will always come around to destroy everything, love will always lurk around till it gets the better of me.
Good intentions don’t win. I had to come to terms with this.
