First day of June. The month of June. I used to love this month because my birthday is in this month, and so is my mum’s. And then of course, it used to be the school holidays for me. But now…
I looked at my calendar. This is the month where I used to plan so many activities in it. But this year, it looks so empty. I guess, it’ll be the quietest June I’ll ever have in my life.
Where’s the glow in my life? Positiveness seems to be lost, defeatism is the only thing that’s left.
As I unfold the truth, reality seeps in. Anything that I can do? Nothing. *Pain*
It’s time to go. I have to go. I’ll die if I don’t. The pain is unbearable.