~ Part 6 ~
You see his back, see him walking away. Your heart feels like it’s being crushed to pieces. You can’t seem to keep a hold of your heart. Your brain feels freedom but your heart feels pain.
What are you suppose to do now? What is happening right now? Your finally free! But why does freedom feels like getting out of one cage and entering another? You feel like smiling but your tears keep on falling. You don’t understand.
“You don’t understand anything.”
“You don’t understand me.”
“Your so insensitive!”
“You don’t even know how to comfort me.”
“You don’t know what’s going on in my head.”
“You think these is about you?”
“I can’t even control myself.”
His words keeps on repeating inside your head. The pain in your heart is still there and getting worse. What did I do to deserve this? When will this stop?
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Journal: How? (Part 8)
Part 8 journal by Dianne Mae. Staring into space again. it’s been a year and you’re still so hung up with what happened with him. you keep asking yourself what went wrong.
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Journal: Circle (Part 7)
Part 7 journal by Dianne Mae. You’re on a limbo. You keep asking yourself if you did the right thing. If stepping away from her is what you’re suppose to do.
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Journal: Falling (Part 6)
Part 6 journal by Dianne Mae. You see his back, see him walking away. Your heart feels like it’s being crushed to pieces. You can’t seem to keep a hold of your heart. Your brain feels freedom but your heart feels pain.
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Journal: Awakening (Part 5)
Part 5 journal by Dianne Mae. After a while, you get a chance to meet her. The love of your life. The one girl you can’t be without. Before, you’ve never seen the changes. I didn’t even notice the distance she made. Though now that your’e looking, you realize how far she’s been. You realize…
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Journal: Choice (Part 4)
Part 4 journal by Dianne Mae. Years have passed and yet your still with him. Your love for him slowly withering away. You watch him cave in himself. Watch him destroy what you both have. Still, you stay by his side.
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Journal: Tangled Thoughts (Part 3)
Part 3 journal by Dianne Mae. Years passed like a blur. You don’t remember much of it. Don’t remember what you’ve said, what you’ve done. All you remember is the pain. Always the pain.
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