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Nobody knows how I feel inside. How deep is this wound. How heavy this heart is to wake up in the morning, only to realise
its gone.
And there's very little hope to get it back.
I choke everytime I think about it, I stay silent to avoid any unnecessary conversation, I've stopped eating my break fast meal, not even pre-dawn meal.
The only one to turn to is Him. I feel guilty to only turn to Him in times of trouble, but He is the only one who will love me unconditionally and provide me guidance to what's best for the future.
People learn from mistakes, and I hope we do too.
And I pray for you, and I know you wont pray for me 'cos you dont pray.
May He lead you to the right path, sooner or later.