Whats happening to us?
Where has the trust gone to?
Everything said, every single action, doubt creeps in..
This is killing me.. pushing me away..
I hate this feeling..
I hate everything that is happening..

Is this really the end?
I don't want to know the answer..
I rather continue lieing to myself till the day I finally wake up from my slumber..

I shall get away.
Alone.
Somewhere where no one knows me.
Probably this coming off day.