There were actually quite a few things I want to say, but when I open my live writer, I went blank and realised that I do not know how to put it in words.

The conversation we had have been running in my mind the whole day, the thing he said just kept ringing in my ears. I woke up this morning feeling sharp pains in my abdomen, I clenched onto it so hard and buried my face in between my pillow and baby dolphin. & the first thing I thought of was the conversation we had yesterday. I could no longer hold on to the pain so I went to look for paracetamol. 

The pain didn’t stop there and then. I went back to bed and then I started crying hard. But was it because of the pain, or was it because of the conversation that we had yesterday, I really didn’t know.

What I know clearly was that something hurt. Something hurt real bad. I tried calming myself down, I started thinking what I have to do about the conversation last night. I had to list something down mentally and face some facts but that only serve to hurt alittle more.

“if having you is waiting and waiting is pain, then pain is worth having.”

That’s what I believe now.