As much as i want to forget, it just keeps coming back, bombarded by the many questions in my head. It makes me wonder sometimes why does God give us these feelings?. Time after time, as these feelings appear, tears begin to drop. I feel really lost and I hate it. Deep inside, i tend to look back and ponder, if only things worked out differently. Knowing it will never change and staring into hopeless faith, hurts more. After all this while, I just hope i can leave it all behind and start a new day without feeling like shit inside. If i were to just give up, would it actually matter?
