It's been almost two weeks since the break-up.
The first two nights were really bad, she felt like a wreckage of broken ribs.
Nonetheless, she buried herself with work and let God keep her sane with her company of close friends and colleagues.
Still, there were moments she crumbled.
However, when she did not feel as sad as she should be when she watched "Strangers, again", she knew she was en route to 'recovery'.
And then, the past is back to haunt again.
Her iPhone was down for the whole week and she only had it done up yesterday afternoon; the ex whatsapped her to ask how she was.
Her reply was close-ended, she didn't want to leave any room for follow-ups.
She'd be lying if she said it doesn't hurt to think of him, she doesn't want to think of him and end up in tears - loving shouldn't be so upsetting and tear-jerking.
“Our lives will continue in different directions, becoming strangers again. And everything we shared will become fragmented memories from so long ago. I’ll question if it even really happened. And all that will be left is this – a box of wound up stuff, from a faded period of time when… This stranger, was the most important person in my life…”
She's packed some of his stuff that she borrowed, and would return them tomorrow.
She doesn't want to have any excuse to meet him when he returns.
“。。。分手快乐请你快乐挥别错的才能和对的相逢
离开旧爱像坐慢车看透撤了心就会是晴朗的
没人能把谁的幸福没收你发誓你会活的有笑容
你自信时候真的美多了。。。”
我会快乐,也会和对的相逢! :)
Sunday, April 24, 2011
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