and on that note… good night.
It’s hard to run from a feeling that hunts me every now and then.
It’s painful to tell my heart that I don’t need it-
that sense of happiness.
It’s that feeling of too much happiness that scares me the most.
I’m scared of being too happy,
thinking that it’ll hunt back with revenge,
thinking that I would feel that emptiness again-
that unexplainable feeling.
I’m scared because at the end of the day,
even though I’ve laughed so hard,
I’ve talked a lot,
I alwas find myself alone,
encountering the crucial reality that I’m too broken inside,
that not even a million laughter can take it away.
I want to be happy but I’m too scared to face the downs that may come along with the happiness.
I’m freakin’ sick of you! T_T