Went on a feels trip..

A good day starts with a smile, I thought so, at least since I came here, perhaps it was fated.. I knew too much, to the point it broke me down.

Not the first time though, but it was funny I felt this way. It was long ago back then, I wonder why it stroke me deep this time.

I was a weird person to start with, never took chances to compete or rob others of their 'belongings', my aim I prioritized at things I love to do. This weird feeling brought me down, I couldn't sleep yesternight, it was a long night, I cried yet no one saw it perhaps only Marcus knew about it.

What was happening? I took off my ring in hope for a change days ago, yet yesternight I was like a child, knowing maybe it was hopeless to make any move perhaps for now unless miracle happens, I wore it again.

Crushed.

What to do next?