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Mar 11thI cried on last Saturday (after FESCO,during my prayer. imagine that ?), Sunday, Monday, and a little bit on Tuesday. All without knowing why. It’s just like, there’s something heavy, it’s like a burden in my heart that I have to let go of so I cry and cry, (thank God no one is in the room) till there was nothing more. And I feel a bit better.
I wish I know why I’m crying, but I don’t. But I love the feeling I got, I feel relieved. Maybe, my heart wants to clear out some space so I could fill it with a lot happier things I don’t know yet, just maybe. I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
(Source: citydrowns, via thepoliretrostation)
