Many years ago, while I was in trauma, I cried in the middle of the night due to some nightmare. I am scare that the nightmare will turn into reality. Someone silently cuddle me from the back. Tonight, I cry too. Not because of scare, but, hurt! The person who cuddled me many years ago had turn into a stranger. Another stranger many years ago had become my closest mate.. A person I love today more than the person who cuddle me many years ago. However, there is no more cuddle that console my hurt..
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