A series of number marks that today was a totally nightmare for me. A nightmare that I thought I won't recall again since I already 19, one that I thought I have enough mental power to handle, or strike beautifully perharps. Well, I'm wrong. Totally different from what Taylor Swift sings, "today was a fairytale", ironically,I hope it was.
Sometimes, things won't change even if you have grown up. Facts are still facts, those that used to haunt you still do. You want to get over but you just can't.
I want to make this a perfect day for all of us, try to mend things back, back to where I believe is the most perfect. But, now I just want to run away, back to where I am alone there. It might be better for me. I don't need to pick a side to stand with all the distance away. I don't want to see the war. It was hard back when I was a child and it's still not easy now.
Forgive me, but I do believe I have done all the right things and I trust you had too. I will always have the best interest of you in my heart. Love prevails.
