The first time it happened, I was left with a daze, amazed that it happened so fast. I never really comprehend what exactly happened that can make someone so close to me so angry with me.
Then he came back. It was a weird return. I never thought he would return to my life again. It was with a much heavy heart that I accepted it cos I already know what was going to be the consequences. And yet I accepted it.
The second time it happened, I was left with a heavy heart, a very heavy heart. I guess I have already been preparing for it to happened.
And now I am left with a very empty feeling again. I felt like a puppet sometimes, always being manipulated.
Its at times like these that I really hated myself for being so weak.