The Truth Hurts The Most

"I've moved on without you", I tell this hurtful lie to my heart every single moment I thought about you, to keep reminding me to stop rewinding this awful reality in my mind. But it seems that if i entend to erase and forget, i think about it more, and who can I even blame? I guess there's only me, myself and I to blame.

It's the second week from that particular night, although there's no raining scene of this night, I keep get that feeling, a sad one of course. In some way i'm starting to avoid Wednesday, rainy days and 4th recess. Even if a day goes by, even if a month passes by, all of this just seems more realistic than reality. For two continuous day I've been skipping my lunch and dinner and what left me wondering was why wouldn't I feel a teensy bit of hungry. Maybe daddy's not here to make sure my food intake would be a reason, I kinda miss his cookings though because that's when I ate the most ever since this cruel reality had outspoken my life.

In that road i have walked for a while, hesitate and stop my journey ever since. You've come along and walk past me, there you go never turning back. I remain silence because everything was what you called Fate, but mostly because I didn't have that bravery to shout out to you. Even if I do, it wouldn't make any change to reality, would it? Like a fool, I can't just go on my own way. You've got every reason to grab hold of your own happiness, I could only tap on your back and wish you good luck in everything :)