Journal #108
She's a storm.
And a storm devastate,
But every time she hurts you,
You hold your breath
And bear the hurricane;
Repeating to yourself
One more chance
One more breathe
Just one more, and you'll fix her.
Until one day you cant hold
Your breathe anymore,
And you're half a stormy evening,
One tears stained night,
Two minutes and five second away
From breaking down.
And you realise,
You can't fix anyone
Not until you fix yourself.
Mahigpit kong hinawakan ang strap ng backpack ko habang papasok sa loob ng university.
It's been two weeks since Chelsea broke up with me pero hanggang ngayon, pakiramdam ko namamanhid pa rin ang puso ko. It's still aching uncontrollably every single time that i will see the two of them.
Just like right now.
Papunta sana ako sa comf
