There is no remedy for love but to love more. Henry David Thoreau, Journal, July 25, 1839.

Until now i haven't stop loving you. You're always there, in my mind, in my thoughts. How dumb haslove made me.

I started playing guitar because of you. If  i lost the purpose of my actions. What's the point of doing it?

It has been a long time since i cried myself to sleep. Hasnt seen you for 5mths now, going to be the sixth soon. Wonder what's happening to me. I shouldn't be like this i should be stronger, but now i'm like a clump of rock dangling on a thread. I'm tired, so tired that i would want to sleep and not wake up at all. can i ? It didn't hurt for a month alrdy, but now it hurts so bad every time i stop doing something. Sand should die, Enoch should die, Suna should die. If they don't die i can't protect myself. I need to be strong, i have to, i need to and i must.

Flashbacks coming back, making things seem like it just past moments ago. I have to live with it, i need to if not it's just going to destroy me.

In a blink of an eye, 5 months passed. I always wondered how would i be, what would i do if i did'nt met you. Then i realised how dull my life would be. How many times i said time to let go but i can't. How many times i said time to stop crying but i cried. Losing you is like sleeping without a blanket on a cold night. Talking lesser and lesser as days passed. Maybe i will just get pass internship without making any relationships with people. What's the point of making an effort to make temporary friends. I rather stay alone then trust others. I don't mind living a quiet and solitary life.