When the heartbreak breaks you but you end up being saved, because you realize God pulled you out of something you made up in your head.
But even after bringing myself to common sense, I will hardly ever trust anyone. Rejected the love for self-improvment, not because I don't want it, but because I had seen what happens when men settle.
When I realized the games and psychology behind it. Only when you start accepting it, life become peaceful.
It's just a lifetime where you finally learn something.
and I don't regret it, I just regret the wasted potential and time.
Especially the younger me who threw it.
Once again I look here, not grieving the past, but to see how much I had changed.
Cold, distant, unbothered
I just have stored hatred in myself.
but I can't express with words anymore.
All I can guarantee, is that I'm fighting against myself, to be better version.
