I secretly wish that I can once agn bare my heart.
It’s kind of impossible.
That wall that some kind soul once help me to break, its up again.
“If you dont knw who to talk to, XX will always be here.” - I will always rmb those words of a very dear friend. But I have no idea how to approach him anymore.
It’s not because he is not there anymore. In fact, he is still there showing concern all the time.
I don’t know how to, and this sucks.
