January 11 supposed to be as beautiful as it has always been since the past few years. This year's was really, really frustrating. From the moment I woke up til I was off to bed, everything was a perfect disaster. You know when your temper and your grief are mixed and you can actually feel your heart boiling inside. All you wanna do is scream as loud as you could and smack the table. That's exactly how I felt.
Well at least Hazwan came that night. He was my temporary remedy. He was also the reason I cried myself to sleep that night. Hold your horses. It's not like what you think. Dont think of anything. Your thoughts are all FALSE.
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