Today, I came back home for the first time in 5 months. My room felt clean thanks to my father's effort in cleaning it just for me. It smelled different and I don't know. It felt like I'm reverting to the old me but of course I don't want that! I like the present me now.
I saw the old photos from high school and "him" again. I tore them from the walls.
I've made up my mind ever since I've done a lot thinking during exchange. I'm moving on, and I'm ready than ever.
So I took out all the photos that reminded me of him. It felt good. He hurt me with pain that has lingered way too long. I don't need to be reminded again because I've suffered enough emotionally.
I am ready to be free. Replacing them with postcards of my travels would help to remind me how much exchange has impacted my life.
Goodbye old flame.
It's time to let the pain go.
It's time to forget you.
It's time to renew my faith in love.
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