Jason Chua

When you are born , you start meeting people , kindergarten , primary , high school , college , university and you cant even start to count how many memorable moments u have had through out your 20 years. These moments occur when your life intersects with other's life.

These so called moments , many took for granted is one of the most important aspect of our life. These moment happened where your line intersect with others is what make you who you are , who you're with , and who you're not. May these moments be filled with tears of sorrow , or tears of joy , or maybe something disheartening happened , it shapes up your future , these sum of moment at point of birth is equal your personality .

Let me give you a hypothetical scenario : Let's say you have a boyfriend right now and u loved him so much so that you know well enough , he's the one im going to married. Now back up a little and , imagine that you are a straight line , and is moving straight on a piece of white paper , at a certain junction , at a certain time , a wild line appeared , and at that moment , you and him met and at that particular point , when the moment is just right , you fell deeply in love with him . you guys can picture it perfectly right?

So here's the question , What if god forbids , you got into an accident and you turn back the sands of time , and re-live those moment before impact between you and him . In this case you lost all your memories about the point you met him ? Will you still be able to love him again ? for who he is ? for a second time ? at the wrong moment ?

Well chances are no . Moments don't happen by chance , they happened by fate . There's no such thing as fabricating a plan to make friends and mind map every single move you gonna make and ultimately get the girl/guy. It doesnt work that way . Even if it did , *if someone did this to you * and you found out that you loved someone for who he made u think he is and not who he really is, will you still love him? lol i guess not.

If you are sick and tired of emo shit , leave now hahahahahhaha this aint for u

This is for the broken hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever.

You don't want to laugh, because you know it's not going to help, but you don't want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse.

You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too.

You don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them.

And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them.

That's the confusing part, you don't know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, and normally the ones you love the most.

And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you're getting happy again, but you know inside that you're just going into denial.

And after a few more weeks, you're back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it.

And you can't help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them

And even if it has, every broken heart is different. They don't know the true pain you feel and carry each and everyday now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this.

And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you're to the point where you don't care who see's.

Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection.

And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place.

After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back.

Everyone says, "It will be okay…” But you know it won't. And that’s the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You're still hurt, but you've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay. So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this...