I thought, which one are we there with Cydeo? It's just as wrong but it's more frightening to think that maybe ... maybe it's not there. Maybe I loved the wrong person at the wrong time.
I soaked myself in the water. I clung to the water while continuing to cry. There's nothing I can do if I don't feel the pain that has accumulated in my chest.
How come the only person that saves me from sadness became the reason of my pain at this moment? How come the person that gives me sunshine in the days became the storm in the dark? How come the only person I thought would
