You make me feel so useless that now it inspires me to make you worthless.
[ Flashback; One and half year ago ]
She was sitting with the most beloved ones of her. Yet she felt sad. It was an awesome moment but beautiful a sad broken memory for her.
Sadly she wanted to cry infront of them but smilingly she choose to neglect the possibility to stay weak in front of anyone.
She was strong. But unwillingly she was becoming a scared little broken girl. Afraid of being judged, afraid of misunderstanding, afraid of letting go, afraid of the person who she really is, afraid to be the girl maybe they won't like. Maybe yes. This happiness is just for now. Maybe no. She is just too weak.
She is afraid. Afraid. So afraid of the thing that if she become happy, it will start fading away.
She used
