I guess I am not move on yet.
I keep saying I was okay for everything but I am not.
No one knows the tears behind the doors.
No one hear the sound of loneliness in the middle of night.

I kept everything that yours in this house.
I am not waiting for you to come back
but I was hold on to our memories.

I do not want you in my life anymore.
I have had enough.

I am not writing here to let you now.
I just do not want this thought succumb in my head.
I want to let it free.
I want to start anew.
I need a refresh.
I need a break.

From now on, this is the place I would write.
Whatever it will be.