Torn

I am serious about it. But the other party obviously didn't see the matter in my way. It tore me apart.

Crying won't solve any problems. The best and only thing tears can do is to clean the dirt in your eyes.

Right now, I feel like I want to fall apart, just yell and cry and do whatever. Knives are poking at my heart every second I remember those words.

Call me emo/sensitive/conclusion jumper/pessimist or whatever you guys want to call me. The verdict has been cast.

I once again know how heartbreak can feel like.

Everyone gave me encouragement. I want to continue, but more and more, my target is travelling further and further.

I've been told not to mind any distances I distinct between the both of us, yet I was too late to overcome those emotions, and I was too hesitant, too cowardly and too indecisive. And worse of all, I make excuses for myself.

I can only blame myself for the tears falling from my eyes...