It was breaking dawn, a girl woke up from a wretched dream. not a nightmare though, something lesser than that. she merely understood. she's confused. something's bothering her. aside from that disoriented dream. and she suddenly doubt... "Are these things will still fall where they should be?". she hope they'll stay.
After several minutes of bubbling and oozing in her cozy bed, she decided to start her day. start her day affirmatively, like there's nothing wrong. but can she hold in it?...
The day flew well.. or did the other way around...
no, no, no..
"everything will still be okay. no matter what. i need to hold on. this faith. how small it is. it can surpass this." those words. those little words. mimicking in her mind. pushing her to still fight for something she doesn't even know what those are.
as the day go on. the time flew the way they always have. rapidly.
she keep on fighting. hoping that nothing will fall apart... keeping her strength, the best way she can. hoping that whatever endeavor is facing her will fortunately just all disappear..
"HELP! HELP! HELP!" she shouted but no one seems listening..
The tears they're falling. the gravity's too strong and it's impossible to hold them back. after all. it's the only way she can do to cease her aching heart from total wreckage...
The time she decided to let go. is also the same moment she felt something more like a strong glue that's pulling her back.
She doesn't want to be left out. it's like asking to yourself.. "what else am i made for?"
Did she really deserved this? How mean did she bacame to be in this faulty situation...
she doesn't really know..
and she can only do is to cry...not in the outside but on somewhere nobody can ever see she's suffering.
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