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Chapter 1:- Heartache
Another night.
I've been up for another night, again. Again, I thought about him. Again, I cried.
I wonder, when will I get better?
I thought, that's what everyone told me, that I would get better in no time. That things were going to change on their own, that I was going to be fine. But, I'm not getting better,I'm not fine.
I cried in the bus on my way home. The moment I looked up at the sky, that same sky that is looking down on him, something in me broke. I broke. It's like some part of me couldn't take it anymore and stopped, stopping along everything else.
When I finally got home and crawled in my bed, I started looking for something, anything to make me forget. Anything. Right now, I can see through my curtains that the sun is rising, and those feelings are coming right back at me again. They freeze my body and rip my heart open. It is such a painful sensation, my whole body aches with this truth.
But, in a way, it reminds me of him.
I'm ashamed, I’m scared. So scared of forgetting him.
I keep wondering, thinking, hoping; ''Are you...thinking about me right now?''
I know he isn't. Yet, still, I stay up. With these thoughts.
And I hope, and cry. All at once.
Another night.
I've been up for another night, again. Again, I thought about him. Again, I cried.
I wonder, when will I get better?
I thought, that's what everyone told me, that I would get better in no time. That things were going to change on their own, that I was going to be fine. But, I'm not getting better,I'm not fine.
I cried in the bus on my way home. The moment I looked up at the sky, that same sky that is looking down on him, something in me broke. I broke. It's like some part of me couldn't take it anymore and stopped, stopping along everything else.
When I finally got home and crawled in my bed, I started looking for something, anything to make me forget. Anything. Right now, I can see through my curtains that the sun is rising, and those feelings are coming right back at me again. They freeze my body and rip my heart open. It is such a painful sensation, my whole body aches with this truth.
But, in a way, it reminds me of him.
I'm ashamed, I’m scared. So scared of forgetting him.
I keep wondering, thinking, hoping; ''Are you...thinking about me right now?''
I know he isn't. Yet, still, I stay up. With these thoughts.
And I hope, and cry. All at once.
