Just got offered a job, blatantly in my face. Unsure if I should be taking it, do I take that leap of faith and go into it. After all, I have lost everything.
Maybe I should be talking to someone. But the question is who? I used to have someone close. But now, it’s seemed like I am no one to listen to my inner thoughts.
Friends and family are close to my heart, but there are some things that should be decided on my own.
Maybe I should ask Stranger, to give me his honest, unfiltered biased and objective opinion.
Oh what have you done? To be reduce into dust. Denise Ong I seriously pity you! And look down on you.
Cooked dinner, have a bottle of wine/beer and a tub of ice cream. Karate kick here, yoga headstand there, and a twirl around the kitchen. Holidays, solo trips, food, and America.
Who knew life can be that simple.
It was supposed to be the 4th birthday with you. It was supposed to be the 3rd anniversary with you. And we were supposed to be married.
I guess that’s a lot of supposed.
Nothing is forever.
We met. It’s the most painful thing. To know that I am not someone worth fighting for. I can see it in your eyes, and I knew that it’s a lost case.
Today I shall be free. You have lost me, wholeheartedly and entirely.
The nights are the hardest. I simply can’t sleep. The clock ticked by, and the world keep slips into a deep slumber, one at a time. And here I am, wake awake.
The nights are the hardest. In the day, I can meet my friends. I can have my family around me. I can feel safe. But at night, I am lonely.
The nights are the hardest. Where I walk aimless in and out of bed, looking out the room and up to the sky and wonder why God? What have I done to deserve all these?
The nights are the hardest. When I realised how much I still love you, desired every inch of your body curl up around me. Cuddling and protect me and breathing softly down my back.
The nights are the hardest.
The story of my life in summary.