The days seem better, brighter, filled with more laughter.
Everything seems well.
But then,
That one comment,
Unleashes an avalanche of emotions that was buried and hidden away.
I realise I was doing better only because I had decided to ignore everything that had happened to me till now.
The good
The bad
Everything
It was like a fresh slate, starting anew.
But I wasn't.
The past doesn't just go away, always lingers, ready to strike at all times.
And it had, and it made me realise I was just as broken as I was before, that no amount of bandages would heal this stab wound in my chest.
So, I am bound to forever be this mess of a person who can't even truly understand how I feel.
Always bound to make the same mistakes that break my heart.