We passed by each other, like strangers from two different worlds.  No words were exchanged, no laughters and not even smiles. But when I see you, it’s not you that I’m looking at. I see the memories behind our past, vivid and crystal clear.

Ever had a taste of betrayal? It’s a sour feeling that gripes your heart by surprise. You are left uncertain, lost in an intricate labryith, so complex that whatever you do, you just can’t seem get out. Helpless as you are, your faith begins to dwindle. As you heart turns cold, feelings fade, and in the midst of everything, you lose yourself.

Sometimes, I really wonder how, or rather, why? Why do people make use of the trust I place in them and shatter every pieces of my heart? How could people make use of me time after time? Don’t they feel shame? Don’t they feel something, even if it’s only a wee bit, don’t they? I can’t fathom human nature. I’m ashamed of them, the whole lot of the human race.

I’m not that kind of person who would fight for myself. I’m that kind who would just hold my tears in and let people trample over my soul over and over again. I honestly have no idea how much more my heart could withstand. I don’t even…

I’m tired. But it’s such an understatement.