I don't know what's gotten into me this past few days. The atmosphere at home has been jovial for the past few days but then I felt so empty inside, the smiles were merely for their sake, I remembered a friend telling me, "Better let them see that you are happy rather than explaining the melancholy that you're feeling."
I am now all alone, feeling all the desolation all the world can offer. I can feel my heart being ripped out of me. I cannot fathom the reason but I know deep inside it has something to do with "him". Does reminiscing suppose to feel this way? It felt so bitter-sweet. I love reviving the moments we've spent and retracing the paths that we made together but it makes me bluer by the moment. I guess I just missed "him". Well,....
***re-posted from Un Viaje al Incierto; original post date : April 8, 2010
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