It is 4am. Im alone in my hotel room. Unable to fall asleep.
When the person deeply close to me left, i was hurt. Until now half of me still. And the tears is the proof.
But the faith i have tattooed on my mind. I must not give up. Knowing the path im going i will struggle a lot, but new people will come. And i will not be alone. Or even if i am, i still got myself.
“I Wont Give Up” is being played, as the complete silence causes me headache.