I鈥檓 still here waiting for the impossible to happen. Going through a phase where no one can hear me shout in the silence. My pretty face won鈥檛 let my inner pain flows out..
My chest feels so heavy that crying like a burden.
You are so fine that it is hard to believe every word you say to me. You moved on so easily and I鈥檓 trying to act like it doesn鈥檛 matter. But the fact is that it does matter and it鈥檒l always matter to me.
I hope karma never fucks you up because I don鈥檛 want you to feel how I feel rn. It is so terrible..
