Halcón

How time flies. It's like ..

How time flies. It's like I blink and another year passes me by.

I'm hurt. The right word would be wounded. It's a bullet hole you can't see. But you can feel it exists somewhere in your body. I feel it. I feel it everyday.

I was going through his old texts. I wanted to torture myself.

I can't stop crying. 22 years old me just wanted to love him. That's all. The shit he put me through. এত কষ্ট দেওয়ার মানে কি একটা মানুষের আরেকটা মানুষকে? If I dont die, I'll live with the trauma for the rest of my life.