The Different Faces of Me

Tears kept running. Sadness fills my heart and I couldn't do anything about it. Weak. That's what I am. I wanted to be strong but I couldn't find any because the very source of my strength is the one who makes me sad. He may not be aware of that but his words hits me like a bullet and it feels like every word crashes my heart. ( hindi naman nia sadya.. pabiro nia kasi sinasabi.. pero nasasaktan ako.. sobrang nasasaktan.)
I only want him to come home.. i wanted to be there for him. I wanted to surprise him on the day he comes back. I was planning to cook for him and bring the food to their house. (I'll be the one to buy everything.. kahit wala na ako gaanong pera ngayon. Still, naiisip ko parin na gamitin un pera ko para i-surprise sya) But is seems like he is not coming home yet. Err.. how I wish his family lives here so that he will not have to go.


I just want to stay in bed. Die. And leave everything behind.