when u start missing someone.

A 4 days escape to everyone’s paradise but not to those who are alergic to the sun. Was a journey,a journey searching for what was meant to be and meant to feel. I feel it. Breaking down the tough concrete wall, a kind of material i less adore, that builds up gradually over the 3 years time. Surrounding and protecting my fragile heart. 

the heart. It was not meant to be broken. But like everyone says it, no matter how cliche it sound, Once its broken, its there, its scar, its hurt and its true.

Apparently the last time, a few months ago,  i built a door on the concrete wall, it accidentally opened up and got the pure sanctuary flooded with acids, literally burn and painful. i wonder who left the door unlock. lesson Learnt.

He was self absorbed, self centred, selfish, thinks really high of himself. In conclusion, he probably needs a mirror before being so confident. Like i told my friend, he is living in his bubble. A pink bubble with unicorns and fairies blinding his sight staying him out of the real world. I pity him and kudos for him to put me 1 week of hell and shit. 

-J