I feel I am not worth enough to keep. Dear god, I don't wanna have this feeling anymore. I'm hurt. I did move on. But why the scar reminds. No. There is no room for past love anymore. What I have now is feeling disgusting to that creature.
I feel lonely. No one here to stay. No one here to call. Just to say that I'm the priority. Not the second things to do. I'd rather be quite. Keep it to my self. I live for me. I belong to me. My heart is my only possession