Today is the 15th of May.
Am I a skeptical person? Seems like I am.
I always had problems with believing and seeing things.
I find myself believing in the wrong things, and wrong people, every now and then.
If I could cut a vein and bleed out that locket just to see her smile, I would.
Yet, is it ever wrong to trust in others?
So many things went wrong. And what’s left?
And to what end?