I haven't seen or heard from anyone in days, even though Mondrovia's weather has kept me company with its usual weirdness; still, it could not cover the part of my heart that hurts immensely.
Moving forward from heartache is never easy.
Right from school, I have heard girls say that recovering from your first is never easy. I had never been attached to anyone in such a manner, so I never had anything to contribute, but now, if I could be in a talk or gathering on emotional hurts.
I think I might have gallons of words stored inside me, the worst part is I am no longer certain who to trust amidst my growing pain and strong emotions.
Since when I am no longer naming tether to me snapped shut, I have tried to rebuild and grow in the awning silence.
First, it is to strengthen myself and recover from the psychic attack. After experiencing my most recent taste of victory over 'The Veil', I came to the realization that I am not as weak as I had thought in the previous few weeks.
