While thinking of how things have been in the past, what
happened was the sweetest escape from the normal route I always take. I didn't
know that there will be an accident in the end. Truth is, I have been warned
but I was too stubborn to take the advice. I enjoyed the moment chasing
butterflies. The fire kept me warm, but the flame was too hot, I got burned.
I did not die. That's something I should be happy for. But
to wake up each day thinking of you and the things we normally do is like
suicide. How could the brain bring back memories you want to forget? How could
it be so insensitive when it knows the heart is in pain? I am not good with
handling emotions. If I were to trade my brain or heart for something else just
to stop thinking of you, I would do it no matter what the cost is. Every song I
listen to tells something about you and it's driving me mad.
There are so many questions I want to ask, but I bet I am no
longer in the position to. The other end of the line is always silent, quiet
and idle. Being ignored is one of the treatments I hate the most, but there's
nothing I can do other than to pump up the volume of whatever music I listen to,
to divert my attention. How could you be so fine when I wake up in the middle
of my sleep every day? There are so many things I don't understand and all I
can do is take things the way I see them.
Although I can't act like everything's fine because they're not, I will
try to live my life as if I wasn't hurt.
This is my story. I'm still breathing
and living. I hope you can tell me your story too. Let's unfold it. Happy or sad please let me know.
