Last night I felt that something broke inside me. I can carry on with a lot of things. I've been hurt before, I've been a fighter since I remember. Never giving up on the things I trully love and want. I've learned to forgive, maybe too much. I've been left behind by so many people in life, still always tried to find that something to keep me up. I've loved so deeply... I've been loved in return.
I might have felt bad, or sad, or numb.... but there always was a spark of light to keep me going, to help me to get back on my feets again.
But last night something just broke inside of me, broke beyond repair.