ceithir

last night marked the 4th year since it happened. 
you'd think that i'd be over it.

i thought the same too. 

the ache and pain you caused,

has done an immense amount of damages to me,

til this day.

my greatest agony.

are you proud?

to finally be the greatest at something.

finally, you achieved something in your sad sappy loser life.

your dad must have been proud of you.

ouch.

i used to empathize you, you know that?

oh, maybe he's just a hurt boy from his childhood,

so he grew up and hurt without him realising.

then it hit me.

you're a man.

not a boy. 

full grown ass man.

who robbed my teen.

my ingenuousness.

you wrecked me.

wrecked.

i can't turn back time and stop it all.

but one thing i can do now,

is stop giving you power over me.

over my life. 

over every memories i made in sunway.

over everytime i walked in maluri.

or everytime i passed that one roundabout in cheras. 

you don't have power over me, anymore.

you're powerless.

you're a sick manchild.

you're the worst thing ever happened in this world.

i pray to god,

your sister and daughter wouldn't go through the things you put me through.

but double the pain you caused me,

and let it eat you alive.

i wish you rot in the worst of hell.