I used to have a beautiful glass. It was the gorgeous one that I ever had before for a long long long time.
One day, someone accidentally broke it. I thought it was fine if i glued all the bits and pieces back nicely. But I didn't realise it was no longer the one that belonged to me before. Someone thought since there were cracks, and it's ok making a few more to it. Gradually it was beyond repair.
Despite a broken glass, its still my favourite glass afterall. I'm trying so hard to keep it.
for the every text received and sent is like a million needles stabbing into my heart. i wonder why should it be this way. so much wanting to make things right, but i guess it's beyond repair if i were to do the job alone.
At the end of the day, I wished you were beside me to overcome my toughest times. my life's in a mess. i don't know how.
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