dead
It was just 10 days.
I was like oh alright, 10 days. It's fine. But no, it's not.
10 days was all it took to tear down everything that I've held onto. Cliché and stupid. I work so hard to get Yun Haneul alive. Yun Haneul is strong. She doesn't cry. She writes well. She makes good stories.
Aqilah is weak. She cries. Her heart is fragile. It breaks with the softest touch. Aqilah isn't smart. Aqilah relies on others to live. Aqilah is spiteful. She doesn't give a damn on the outside but she cries the most when she's left alone.
One heart. One person. Two different names. Two different personalities.
One boy crushed it.
I want to blame someone. Just anyone. It was because I was comfortable enough. I let people call me Aqilah. I let Aqilah out because I trusted. These friends that made lifeless me lively; I trusted them. I let them in because they've been the life to my soulless heart.
I was naive because I thought Yun Haneul wasn't needed anymore. Meeting someone, in less than 10 days, I knew. I knew that Yun Haneul will need to exist till the day I die. This world; it's cruel. Too cruel for fragile, weak Aqilah.
Yun Haneul has been my legs; my base for two years. She's been the shield around my glass heart. She's been the love to my spitefulness. She's been the positive current to my pessimistic-ness. She's been the guardian to Aqilah.
I was wrong to ignore her.