Dear Diary,

Something from the past is seemingly back to pay a visit; it feels like i'm moving so far but going nowhere. The wave of emotions are about to haunt me yet again. Can the rest of the year pass by quicker? I guess I'm behaving too selfless. I guess I couldn't really think for myself first before others. I guess, it's my heart who is in control.

Painful, really painful - was, is, going to be, and will be.