It started with a sunset so ethereal, so beautiful that it ached my heart.
It carries on as a diary journalling the fragility of happiness and life.
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
How I lost my faith
I did not lose faith on the day after my heart got broken. I did not decide that I've hurt enough, that I should give up on love once and for all. I was more like a rock in the ocean, taking white waves after white waves, and one day when the sun rose and the world woke up, it found me already turned into a million particles of sand.