Old Memories

I’m supposed to read The Secret Garden book for the children lit.class tomorrow, but i just get stuck here, think of other things. I just think that something is going wrong. I feel i lose one thing, but I still can’t describe what the thing is. I just know, I rarely feel happy these days. But I have no reason why. I just see my old writing, n realize that those are soo numb.
But actually everything is just fine. My study is fine. I have friends who are soo nice. A special friend who is lovable. Parents n sister who are good. Nothing’s wrong. I just feel any happiness.
People say you are not happy because you are not thankful. Well,, I think I’m so thankful for everything that happens in my life. I just lose something I can’t recognise.
I often feel lonely, especially in the middle of the night. I just can make my self busy by reading books or getting stuck with Noi. Falling asleep is a gift for me, because if i fall asleep I don’t have to feel that awful feeling. Actually it is a displacement.
Night was used to be my friend. I was usually waiting for night to come. But now, it is just a nightmare. I hate night. Because night always brings the old memories that makes me cannot breathe. It just give me a loneliness. and also tears..
I need someone to walk through the night, walk through the pain. There is a scar that night has made. I just don’t know how to heal this one. I just need a friend to accompany me through these nights. But I find no one.
*cherish









