"Please stay away from this man."

I smiled back at the comment left by some individual. I was asking for friendly advice, yet remaining in permanent crisis. The man who has ruined my life, my trust for love, consume my ability to stay alive. Fat salty tears flew down my cheeks, formed rows of broken string pearls. I tried to choke back and swallow it.

I grew up in a traditional family, most of the time we're happy. At the same time, I was preached by my pessimistic mother. No man will love a woman forever, nor be faithful. "Till death do us apart" was merely a storyline. I used to cry under my blanket when they were at edge of divorce.

I was afraid of men, I dare not enter a relationship readily. I was vulnerable.

And I thought every time I'm with you, never want it to come to an end. You told me it won't come to a stop, yet it did. You always make me so happy. You'll always have a place in my heart. What's all said and done, things usually don't go the way we wanted it to. Oh, I just have to believe what mother has preached.

I failed to decipher the underlying meaning of that individual. I have attempted to read more on the surface details. The uncertainty provided by the individual, left me crying for more answers. Stuck in the maze, looking up the stars for direction, only to find a cloudy sky. Surrounded by concrete walls, I searched my way out in the dark.

At the end of the maze, familiar faces that never give up on me. They knew I have put down that mask, still frozen in fear yet... I reached out my arms and welcome them in. An embrace I longed from that individual will never come. A love gone stale will never be fresh. My friendship with other individual will remain forever, they are indeed my true love.

I know I will heal from the broken heart. One day, I will find myself back.