bury the past

New Roman" size=4>  I sorted out all  the letters that he wrote to me years before, with tears and extreme anger. Some things have finally been  known to me ,accidentally and  haply. I  cannot help but admit and accept all the happenings. Looking at the heap of letters , I failed to hold back my tears. All has passed, gone with the wind and time, never coming back. So it's time to burn them, to forget completely, and to begin a new start. What's worse, I even cannot find a place to burn them up.

          In the meantime, I put away the things that's relevant to him. Even though that took all my courage to make such a choice. I felt so tired that I didn't want to talk to this world. At the very moment, i realise i am not so adament and tough as you imagine, do you kown? Ok, you never know that, i think. I have thrown myself to the position of being lovelorn for too long time. I am so ashamed, really.

         I tend to take rest, to drive the stale air out of my life and enjoy the niceness. So ashes to ashes, dust to dust...