I won't say I'm feeling emotional every other day, but this time round.
I am.
I can lecture and convince myself through this ordeal, something I'm pretty decent in.
But just not today,
Not this time.
This confidence's been protecting myself all these while, not a single soul could crush it.
I will take it off.
Imma feel shit.
I will still laugh/smile because its my own problem, and I hate getting sympathy.
I find it rather horrible to be laughing right now, just to hide all the sadness and disappointments.
I am still clutching my fists.
I'm not ready to give it up,
I might tear.
Its alright, I told myself.
She's worth it.

If I'm turning crazy, stop me.
Now sorry Alvin, I've let you down.