I really want to write about happiness, joy, beautiful stories that are the same as other people who are happy, but in reality I still can't make myself happy, the cold night cuts and stabs my heart, it feels like happiness will never come to me. for a long time, the question was Is he the anti with me (Happiness) I found it very difficult to feel happy even in happy moments, my smile was fake, my friendliness was only my limit, I tried to look good even though in reality I was never ok. My gloom started when you dropped me from that cliff, yes until now I have never returned to normal, because it all started because of you. but there's no need to worry, I can still handle it well and have forgotten everything, it's just that the pieces still remain in my heart.
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