Troubled

Troubled

I can still vividly remember the day we parted, the day I left my memories in a storage called 'Hope'. 

A part of me wished that I could have the strength to stay but the other convices to move on. 

Truthfully, I was. Reluctant. I wasnt ready to let go of the memories we shared. Its not easy but the pain you inflicted upon me was unbearable that my nights shall be me hugging myself and my face masked by tears. 

Bittersweet it was