I don't know if I'm really getting better or am I just getting used to the pain.

It's always you, and someone else.

"Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I have a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly."

- Charlotte Brontë by Jane Eyre

I just wanna be happy tonight.

And sometimes it just hits me out of nowhere, all of a sudden this overwhelming sadness rushes over me and I get discouraged and I get upset and I feel hopeless, sad, and hurt and once again I become numb to the world.

You know what, I don't know. Maybe there's something wrong with me. Because it's not natural, it's not womanly, maybe I am cold and heartless and dead inside.

Most of the times, I wish with all my heart that I can be someone who takes in all the good and bad, and still love you without any change in spite of it. That I can truly love you for who you are. It's impossible that we won't be unhappy, but I wish that my love can make me someone who's more selfless. Instead of dwelling on my own emotions, to be more accepting.

But sometimes, my love just isn't enough.