STILL

Im again tired. But this time, I'm strong enough to resist it. Unlike before when I can barely move at all, now I could at least wade against the stream. Like a salmon that braves to swim against the current to get to its home, I struggle to accept my destination blindfold.

Because still, Im not good enough for you, despite and inspite everything. Dont worry though, I am now perfectly ok with that.

I am in fact, very much hopeful that the right person is waiting for me. Waiting for me to wake up from this nightmare.