Part 3

I never knew when it starts. But as far as my memory could reach, it begun the moment I lost trust in the person I love the most. The person I've always looked up to, that inspired me to be better. The only person that I thought was perfect. All my hopes and dreams and everything I've ever hold on to, shattered. And it breaks me more than I imagine it could. The only thing that made me cry myself to sleep, ever. That moment, that night. I'll never forget those words that was whispered to me. Some few simple words, that destruct me entirely inside.

And then everything was never right. I find flaws in everything I have and everything I do. And then stories were told to me. All the past went unfold. I witness it, either through my eyes or my ears. It was clear to me then. It made perfect sense.

I felt like someone just punched my heart. And somehow left it hollow. It is as if there's a huge whole in me, empty. Loneliness was my only company. I became so connected to my sadness that every little things that happen triggers it. Tears was flowing every now and then. I was just, a sad girl. A sad, sad girl. For a few years.