There was a time when I believe the world I am look through my eyes is kind, clear and free of guilt. That was not a long time ago when I perceive the world to be as what I imagine. Nothing has changed to the world since then but my understanding of reality has struck my beliefs hard. There were many times since then when I questioned why I am the one you choose to tell of these deeds. I may appear alright, but deep down, it scares me to know. You had shattered a beautiful dream that though could never be realise, was untainted and sacred to me. If I choose to continue, I will be compromising my values and myself. This is far too much to ask from a person like me, someone who hold firmly to values and beliefs to survive. I wish you knew this truth that I may never say and stop erring in your unrepentant ways. Please stop before its too late. I am not a believer but in this dire straits, I wish for God's miracles.

If I can't talk to you, then what is the point of you?
~Emma, One Day (2011)~