i tell u a story..

I take another deep breath, to realize that i am still alive. Almost weekend, a weekend again..and again and again...and again, my life still remind the same..A lot of things seem still empty, colourless, pale, and ....

Forgiveness. How do we forgive when we cannot forget? And how to forget when our heart still feel the hurt? the hatred? can we? Can u? can i? i cant..but i tried..but i fail..and i fail and i fail..So its there, sickening and torturing my life...Its been what..a year..almost a year...approximately year? Tell me a story. I’ll tell you mine...and its never ending...