The Unsaid.
i know i could never cherish an ideal person whom i could look upon to but what we sow is what we reap and i suffocated living the truth feeling like a broken glass mended back to only break over once again i kept pressing on the trouble so as much that i turned ignorant and tried avoiding reality for a longer period i miss it now i miss all the times and regret it with all these mixed feelings of anger, guilt, confusion, i just want to remember the goodness its just that regardless of somebody not being an ideal person, i come to realization that they do not really deserve what we believe we want of them its only when we see it with our own eyes, and experience the pain, we realize something terrible life makes us see and wonder but we, humans, learn to outgrow it. -ca