I wish I have enough strength to carry on.
I’m not sure how long and how far I could carry on. I made up my mind and chose you, by that I know I enrolled to a tough path, a long one. From the moment of decision, every move of my life is for you. I gave up on what I’d never thought I could in this life. My morning and night, my breath in and out, are meant for you. Because I believe in us, I believe in our love. I believe that I could be patient and it will be worth it. I believe that love is black colour as I am willing to swollow up all poisons. I told myself to carry on loving you even there are thousand reasons not to. But how far a girl’s heart could endure. A heart which experienced all sort of pains, a broken heart which survives with a glimspe of hope. All the poisons I swollowed up are killing me. Even I stopped myself, even I keep telling myself to believe, the strength inside me is burning. It’s hard for me to see those pictures, those songs, the hashtag, which are meant for someone else. It’s hard to ...