sometimes I like to ask myself ‘what if’
even after all this time… I guess these are things that never leave the back of your mind and will always come back to haunt you. days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months, months turn to years, but the questions never turn to answers. you can try to ignore these questions and turn the misery into happiness, but the wounds are deeper than just scars, they lacerate you on the inside and leave their marks on your soul.
I’ve been a horrible person, a cruel, inhumane monster and I deserve every single bit of the anxiety and the sorrow. When the sadness comes, I shall embrace it with courage.
love… it’s eternal.