feel free to softblock or unfollow. i will no longer be here. only the selected people know my whereabouts, if you're not one of them, don't try to find me.
so long.
i'd beg for mercy if i haven't knelt down before. i was only learning to be with myself again when you put the knife on my chest. it's only logical that i wanted you to beg for my forgiveness, it wasn't me who asked to be killed.
they say when you love someone you always wish them happiness even though you're not in it anymore. sure. i did that, although i stumbled and fell throught the way but in the name of love i did it anyway.
now what about you? what did YOU do?
i haven't even found the suitable way to cope with things that are changing, for crying out loud. i was still practically crawling through these sharp-edged memories.
it would have been fine if months had passed. but this... the wound's still fresh...