It still hurts.

At this moment, I got to admit, I still doesn't have the courage to face some of the ghosts that still haunt me.

I still need time.

I thought I'm facing it all but I realize that there's still some part I'm avoiding.

It still hurts.

Faith.

Trust.

Believe.

Betrayal.

Lies.

Deception.

Truth.

Right.

Wrong.

Feelings.

Friendship.

Relationship.

What does all this truly mean?

Especially love.

At the end, does all this matters?

Maybe it do.

Or it just doesn't.