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[theoceanground]

Carry Me Home

I thought I've had everything under control. I thought I've got it right this time. "Oh how nice it feels to breathe again.” – was what I said as I exhaled the heavy air off my lungs. But somehow, I still feel heavy inside. Something just keeps tangling onto my veins, tugging on my heart, making my heart race – and not in those ways you read in a fairy tale. Have I been living in denial? Telling myself I'm moving on, that I've got my heart harder and strong. Though in reality, it's crumbling down like an aftermath of an earthquake while you were quietly asleep. It happens so suddenly, so naturally yet you are unprepared of it. Regardless it had happened twice, or too many times before. It just keeps on shaking you - ferociously and mercilessly, until all you had are swept away by the wind leaving you with no roof to shelter onto. Once more, you are force to build a new home – a roof for you to take shelter from another quake. No grace period was given for you to take time and absorb the remains of water that was left for you on the pavements. It was already time for you to go. To a new place with new faces, - everything was new, but not you. You are still stuck in the past.  Stuck on what you had and what was left. Stuck on what you once knew and what you now don’t. A familiar name, a different face. A different place a larger empty space. A space so empty and vacant, you could run for rounds and it’ll still feel as though you have not come pass the first round. No running to another escape. Too little too late, to realize that you are now stuck, between the start and the end.

“Guess I’m still here waiting.”

 – theoceanground (via Instagram)

[theoceanground]

I need me.

I was craving gravely for an honest conversation with others and somehow that have lead me to having a heartfelt conversation every night; with myself – inside my head.

“I need me the most. But I think I’ve lost her.”

“Find her. It’s not too late.”

“Well, not.. yet.”

- theoceanground (via Instagram)

[theoceanground]

Remember me.

As time pass, people starts to forget that you were in pain and then they stop noticing that you are in pain. Then and there you'll come to realize, how it would have been far more better if you had taken care of your own heart from the start rather than waiting for other's to start caring for you. Because when time pass, people too.

- theoceanground (via Instagram)