Sitting on my bed when everyone is asleep, trying hard not to cry although the heart is broken into many untold pieces, and having million of thoughts rushing into the brain like a bullet train.

At times like these, I feel like a lonely prick with no one that can understand the hurt I'm experiencing.

Like 2009 or 2010, trust was hard to build but easy to break. Forgiving was simple, but forgetting was painfully difficult.

Once again I'm sitting here, thinking life over, trying to fix myself and this broken heart of mine. Looking at my phone hoping a thoughtful text will come in that makes it possible for a smile to spread across my face.

  But anyway who am I to expect so much? Life has been a major disappointment to me. Sadly to say, no one knew how depressed I was, not even my mom who was supposed to "know me best". I don't blame her though. Most of the time, I bottle everything up.
Call me weak for crying for almost every night, but sometimes I wonder why do I suffer at such a young age.

Many people left me but have they known how I'm like without them?

In case you're wondering, yes I do turn to God all the time. I try my best not to miss my prayers and always remember and turn to Him.
Because when I have no one else, at least I still have The Almighty.

Sigh. Guess life has its ups and downs, trials and tribulations and it depends on how strong we are to go thru them.

I really need someone to hug me tight enough to make me realize things will get better...
But I know, no one will care...

Why so negative, Sofia?

I pray to God that although my aunt has reached the last stage of cancer, please bless and protect her, end all of her sufferings, but not so soon as I am not ready to say my last goodbye to her.. :'(

Stay strong.

XX