The way I know myself could trust
There’s a part of life that I’m still questioning about it. Love, friends, honesty, faking, betrayal, whispering, loyalty, and hatred. I’ve been through them a lot more than I expected.
Maybe I’m better off on my own, when I can hear my only voice. When there is no one complaining how hard their life right now, when they’re trying to loss some weight, when there’s no one else talking too much about their life. And there’s no jealousy against people.
I’m trying so hard to trust people, to trust my friends. Why is it so hard to put my heart inside their hands then I realize they’re just gone. Once I heard some rumors about someone against another, there’s whisper in my head saying i could be the next.
I dream of world where everything seems perfect in my life. I know I can’t ask that much but at least I can dream about it.
Sincerely, infinite X’s and O’s
