Oh urgh, it's coming back again.
I trust my instinct more than anything else.
What if what she said is true?
How am I going to deal with it?
How am I going to tell him when I'm so afraid of losing him?
Anyway he won't understand tiny lil bit of it.
So nevermind.
And I'm going to cherish the happy moments with him as much as I could.
xoxo,
Suraya Hani.
hanisyra
April 12 1992
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