Let it be my

Life is never easy for those who dream.

For now, I just want to get back into my dream because somehow it feels right and easier.

Looking into my growing belly (exactly bloated) during writing my never ending sad story could be the perfect closing for the day. At least, my tummy is a scientific prove that I'm alive and eat well (just a bit fat :p ).

I read lots of #Junewishes today but those positive atmosphere seems too far away.

I'm feeling lonely and horribly stress.

Perhaps I'm not tired enough so that this negative feelings and thoughts come again into my brain.

A cup of Java Avocado Coffee is making me awake.

And these questions about you filling my brain again and again, replacing my negative thoughts that guide me into craziness..

How are you there?

Don't you miss me?

Did you lie to me?

Are you happier without me?

Have you ever think about me?

Will you loose me when I'm gone?

Is it okay to love you?

Should I stop loving you?

Thinking of you every end of the day seems right for me. I'm struggling with my life and remembering what you've said is healing. And I need more than your words. I need you. 

If I fall in love with memories, let it be my tragedy. 

If I fall in love with you, let it be my clarity