Old poem I've found in my so-called diary lol

I was prickling numb.
But should I be alright
when the cause is gone?​

Looking back at it, I like this poem of mine. I remembered, unintentionally or intentionally, someone hurt me.

I kept hearing things like,

'I should move on etc because it already has been a long time'
'I was also in the wrong so don't be too sentimental.'

Things like that so I've kept wondering at that time, "Should I forgive and move on? They were also in the wrong, so should only I suffer?" sounds dramatic but yeah, it was true. lol

But time just passes by. I have other responsibilities, it gets heavy but I have to shoulder it and keep walking because time keeps moving as well. And then eventually, I felt nothing.

Yes, nothing. Just empty. By then, I was truly scared. Really scared. No passion. No love. No guilt. I didn't care about anything. There were still people important to me at that time, but why can't I feel anything anymore? So I was scared shitless. It was incredulous lol

But what's more incredulous is that, all those things I've said were just inside my head all this time.

That Someone was me. That They... was also me. So I found it funny.

Because it was me all along.

-Eru101