I just want to write again. 9 months & 6 days of time with you. Everything ended today. I kept quiet when i came home, my family was confused, i was confused. Im still holding back my tears. im trying trying trying very hard. She wrote her days, but she will only wrote times with her gan di & not me. She would talk to him everyday, smsing him everyday, go out with him often recently, even with my presence around. She wont meation anything about me but him.
Im keeping it all inside me.
My navy buddy onboard commited suicide on thursday night, he cutted his wrist, i wasnt surprised, instead admired his courage. If he asked me along... I tried too. Commited suicide on 13th june & 25th aug, but why was i given chances to live? If you let me departed, i wouldnt be suffering anymore. Im very tired, I WANT TO GO. WHY AM I STILL HERE LOST & SUFFERING. WHY IS THE PAIN STILL HERE?
