Mornings are lifeless routines for me. I wake up, realize that its just another ordinary morning, get up, take a bath, brush my teeth, change clothes, listen to songs while waiting for our driver to come, come to the office, make coffee then work my ass off until 4 PM. Nothing special it seems.
One of my friends had this crazy idea of hooking me up with someone. I joked for a while, telling him that I might hurt the girl instead since I am so focused on work and Dekaron that I may not give the girl the attention and love that she deserves.
But in reality, I am afraid to love again, and I confess that I may really hurt the girl from my busy “routine” life right now, a big part of me fears that I may fail once more – that I fear of being hurt again. Memories of a past still haunt me in my loneliness. These ghosts “whisper” in ears.
Though it may appear that what I really need in fact is a new love in order to “exorcize” these ghosts, I resent the idea. I don’t want to use someone to cover what still torments me, and I don’t want to hurt anyone any more than I hurt myself.
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