Dear Destiny

A diary of a girl with a wounded heart. Etiam sanato vulnere cicatrix manet. I didn't know that I will regret after doing those actions. "I never thought it will be this hard.."

I choose myself that time, I choose my peace, I choose to love myself more, that's why I lose the chance to confess my feelings for you, I'm sorry.

May the petals teach me the
art of letting go.

Still loving,
T.