On one hand, I wanted to believe what everyone else was believing.
But on the other hand, I felt hurt angry rebellious cheated all at the same time.
And I couldn't decide which side to believe.
My mind and heart were oscillating between these two strong beliefs.
It was actually driving me crazy.
I contemplated all the strong emotions and actions I could or would take.
But in the end, I was sober.
And I knew everything else too will calm down slowly.
But the scars will remain forever.
Every time something like this happens a part of me dies forever.
We don't stop living but we do stop living the way we would love to.
Life moves on you compromise with the situation but the twinkle in your eyes fades forever. When you close your eyes you don't dream of anything beautiful but the daemons of the past scare you.
You fear more of your inner self than the world outside
