It makes me feel sad that in these kind of situations I become like this,
I can't help but blame myself because I made the wrong choices. And from those wrong choices, arise undesirable results and destructive feelings. Although I think I have no regrets, I believe that I find all these difficult and hurtful.
Yes, I feel sad, because I am coward.
I am weary.
I am tired.
I had enough of all these heartaches.
But what if another appears? Will I be willing to waste my time on this? Will I be willing to break my barriers? Will I be willing to respond to him?
My mind says 'No', but my heart thinks otherwise.
Because I know it longs for something it has forgotten.
