so how does one deal with break-ups?
i can’t even handle one properly, and i’m pretty sure i’m doing it wrong.
i am able to forget the minute i step outside my house but when i rest my body against my bed,
everything crashes down.
and when i close my eyes;
my mind roams everywhere, searching for solace. love. warmth. whatever that is.
but only tears will follow. nothing else.
and one day, i believe that i will be content with my own self.
this shall ease off, elisa.
breathe in, breathe out.
not much goes on inside my head anymore.
In my house of sadness, may I invite you in?
pain is inevitable. suffering, is optional.
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