I ain’t gonna lie. I’m a bit heart broken. Yes, I might look all mighty fine and content. But that’s just the outside. Inside, I’m torn bits by bits. There’s nothing I can do but just to pretend that I’m enjoying the ride of a lifetime. It’s sickening me. I don’t know how long I can stand being like this.

I know part of me would be very sad and I might break down and cry. There’s also a part of me would be very happy and wish it the best of luck.

I just don’t know how to face it. I have a grrreat instinct that *thethingwhichIcan’treallydescribe* will sort of come true. I can see it.

When the day come, will I be ready to accept it ?

I know I have to.