When journey had a traffic

What is your greatest fear?

I can't really think of any. I am not afraid of anything. Is that wrong? Am I too brave? Or just too coward to accept that I am weak. Whichever. I am only human.

My right eye is impaired for almost a month now. I spent an hour for fear. Five hours for anxiousness. twenty two hours of frustration and a hundred hour of questioning. Not to mention the hours spent for crying.

What a waste of time.

If my journey ends right here..Goodbye then. see, how easy. It's easy for me to accept things.
I wish it's true.
I wish I can really do that..I wish I'm all alone and nobody loves me. I wish I don't love somebody.

Too many wishes. too many frustrations. Too many negatives.

All I'm having now is LOVE. I'm moving on because of it. I know I won't lose it.

No matter how blurred my vision is, I can perfectly see the colors he brought me.

This is only a traffic...my journey will move on...soon enough.