It has been a week since he send those resentful bitter emails to me. I teared as I read them, and wonder how could love translate to hatred so quickly. I was very heart-broken, and yet I refuse to cry. Colleagues been asking me if I'm alright, because I was simply too calm. Even I was surprised.
I think I might have bottled up all my tears and unhappiness, because I could feel myself getting more depress each day despite my cheerful front. I wish I could just break down and cry and stop acting like im fine.
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