Dear Stranger
It's been months. And yes, I still haven't moved on. Am still hurting, and I am far from being healed. Other people see me sporting a smile but behind that, I am still broken. What hurts the most is that I lost my best friend. Only a rare few know bits and pieces about my personal life, and none of them have the slightest idea of the things I share with you - my deepest, darkest secrets which I can only divulge to you. When you left you did not really allow me to speak to you even just as a friend, so now I have no choice but to keep everything to myself. My once closest ally is now merely a stranger - and I sincerely wish that the day I am able to accept this comes soon. Because for how long I can contain everything to myself, I don't really know.