The pain is too heavy that I can no longer breathe. My eyes are too blurry that I can no longer see bliss. The scar is too vivid that it reminds me of what my kind of love is like. I was livid with the thought of you leaving, But accepting and forgiving was indeed… Read more
Dear me, I’m proud of you for surviving. I’m proud of you for holding on. I’m proud of you for still breathing even when you’re already dead inside. I’m proud of you for believing even when you couldn’t see yourself beyond that moment. I’m proud of you for being here. I’m proud of you for… Read more
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