A lot of people ask,
"Why Am I so away with my family's relation before?"
Actually, until now. And it will never change because I will forever gonna hate them all of them. What they did to the person who remained faithful and loyal to my side is unforgivable to me. A person who never gets tired of understanding me, loving me even though I can't tell him that I love him too.
I just found out, it was too late to confess already. He left me, without proper goodbyes. Things become so different after the tragedy happens. I left the Philippines and moved to Germany to start and forget my old miserable life... made by my evil family.
I sat down in a bermudagrass holding a bouquet of white flowers. The weather is so fine and it timing on this day that I visit.
