" From reading you like my favorite verse to letting you go, it took me the longest terms, but it was worth it all. Now i realize, you were sent into my life to make me love myself. You weren't meant to stay." She ended up writing a letter, to add another unsent letter in her collection. Tears were rolling out from her eyes making their way to her cheeks. The pain she held in her eyes, frozen for years, melted while writing. She felt clueless of why she had been writing. She just poured her heart out on the blank pages. Sometimes we don't find words to speak about what we feel to anyone. It's just oneself who can feel and understand itself.
"she said I was making the things illusive for me & not trying to move on. Does she know what grief is? Or maybe, maybe she is right. I need to ignore my emotions. I need to keep myself busy. Maybe. Ah! What should i do? O God! Can she understand what I am going through? Or Anyone? No, they hurt me more. They really do." She was holding her blanket tightly, her tears making their way through her cheeks, & her mind replaying all the scenes that were enough to hurt her. Her mental peace was ruined even more. Her only option to feel better threw her in the cave of anxious thoughts. She couldn't get rid of the discussion with her friend. She tried to pour her heart out and got even more thoughts to think about. Sometimes you feel like you will fade away, when pain within you weighs so heavy, you find it hard to breathe. Your heart skips the beats or starts beating so fast. With that abnormal heartbeat. I mean with panic attacks. With all those anxious thoughts &...