October 30, 2022

 

Dear Diary, 

We broke up 💔. 

He broke me.  Broke my heart. You know what. It's funny to broke a thing which is already been like a million broken pieces. It's like unwrapping a bandage from a wound before it heals enough. 

I hate the fact that, some people change. And some people force themselves to change becoz of the people who makes them to change. For good or for bad. 

Begging for love is the worst thing ever. But being in the place where you don't get love is also worst. 

Can't people life change? Why it's still the same. Giving love without expecting is good. It's really good for people health. But sometimes it is tiresome. Erasing memories time by time is needed. Memories haunt. Happy or sad.

Things change time by time. I understand one thing. Letting go and moving on is different. We can let go. But can't move on. Atleast not easily. Healing takes time. Pain takes time to slow down. Scar remains till the end. 

We can love someone even we let go of them. We can hate someone even in love. 

Sometimes, the older things become more valuable. And sometimes the older thing becomes useless and invaluable.

Still life goes on. Well it's not the first time to get hurt. Getting hurt is a regular thing. I can still laugh. Laugh at me. I'm an easy person to throw out. It's okay. I never forget my value. My love is still the same. I'm slowly kept forgetting that I'm a person who wants to be loved. 







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