Launchorasince 2014
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my strength

We used to love each other.

We used to dream to our future

We're separable, no strom can break us, that no hidrance can stop us that's what you told me.

That no matter what happened you will always stay by my side.

I hold on to that promises, but like  what they always say promises are meant to be broken.

We fight, we make up. Our relationship goes on and off but we still love each other, we still find ourselves in each others arm.

There was a time that we fought and ended our relationship, it really hurts but life must goes on.

But suddenly you came back and telling me to fix things up, because i love you we did make up.

I still remember how you rant endlessly because you told me, why when our relationship ended you even didn't see me sad not a single hint, you told me that it was killing you seeing me happy while you are mourning.

You asked me if i love you and i told you that i do. You keep on asking me the same question because I don't want to answer, until i got tired of holding back. i told you that was all fake it's just that i don't want to be asked why i'm sad repeatedly, because no matter how much I explain to people they won't still understand me.

You are my warrior, you are my savior, you are my bestfriend, you're my strength, my everything but maybe there will comes a time that no matter how much you love each other love will never be enough.

For the last time we separated our paths, i watched you turning back and walking away from me. As much as i want to stop you leaving me, i know that we need to be apart not only to grow but also to find ourselves.

The day that you left is the day that my heart turns to ice completely, i learn to build a wall to my heart, i learn not to trust people easily, i also start doubting myself.

Because of me being cold and insensitive, i never knew that their are people i hurt unintentionally, all i can hear is my self telling me that it's okay to hurt somebody else rather to hurt my self, because I can't take any pain anymore.

My physical appearance is okay but my inner is full of wounds, wounds that nobody can heal.

Now that you're gone nobody will hepl me to stand again, i lost my other half completely.