I tried so hard to hold on.
But i had no idea that the longer i held on, the more pain i felt.
I didn't dare to, and didn't want to let go.
I felt insecure.
I felt... sadness.
It was totally unpredicted. I didn't expect it that way at all.
But it came. Came unexpectedly.
I wanted so much, so badly to leave in my own world.
But i couldn't. I know.
I wish i could live in my own dream, where i can protect myself.
But i couldn't. I know.
I wanted so badly, really badly, to stay in the past.
But i couldn't. I know.
It is perhaps time for me to stop thinking about the past. Wishing it would come back.
It wouldn't. Not at all...