My mobile phone prompted me that the sms inbox is full…wow! I kept 100+ messages in there.
Look through all the smses….memories flashed back…most of them were bad ones..
My mood changes…
I still can remember the helpless feelings…the helpless nights…the scenes flashbacks over and over again..
Once again, I saw myself sitted in the living room, alone & helpless, waiting for main door to open…waited…waited..but it never did.
All those pain, all those hurt came flowing back.
Who can feel what I felt?
Not that I treasure him still. But the hurt was painful…so painful that even the best remedy in the world can only lightened but never erase the pain.
I am scared of loniness. I fear the thought of having to wait helplessly again. I don’t want to step into that kind of situation again.
Do you understand what I feel?
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