It's the 4th day since we broke up and I still cant accept the fact that we did. Crying 4 days straight just cant do me any better. Those eyes are swollen so much so that I looked like a walking zombie; a dope; a drug addict. What can I say when all you see was my fault, my mistakes and never yours?

Perhaps all that I'm left with now are those soft toys you've given me, those dresses that you think i looked good when i donned on them, those photos we used to smile when we were loving and those memories that stays fresh each day i wake up. It's just a living hell each day I get up in the morning. I feel empty; I lost you.

You were never active on facebook and now that you are, maybe it just shows that you are happier now that you are freed from all the sufferings when you held on. Who would have known that this was coming?

I just want to shut myself from the outside world. It's affecting every part of me, especially studies. I regret but I'm not confident we can get back together cuz you stop giving me what I've always seek and yearn for- your time, your care and how much value you make me feel.

This wound will heal.