l'amore e cieco. oh, love is blind.

ah it's been a good 5 months since my last post.
i can safely say, finally, i am content.
i read my last (unfinished) post draft then, i guess i feel comfortable enough to publish it now.

trapped.
suffocated.
strangled.
CAGED.
these tears will never go away.
he'll just keep on bringing them back.
over
and over
and over..

do i really want to live like this for the rest of my life...
?

the emotions i was going through then, remain crystal.
but i've earned my wings.
and i'm finally free from what and whom i had bound myself to.

everytime i tried to give answers to repeated questions or demands, previous words would just be twisted into another form in retort. no amount of words or explanations would have ever ever been enough for him. as time went by, it was better off not being too, expressive.

in the end, i chose to detach myself. completely.

obsessiveness. possessiveness. constant pressure. verbal? emotional? physical? makes no difference, abuse is abuse. was just, so sick and tired of clingings to irrelevant associations and what has passed.

regrets are a waste of time.
they're the past crippling you in the present.

never am i going to let myself feel oppressed like that again.
my choice.
i moved on.