The Heartache is Real

I had my dinner at 10pm. Despite feeling very hungry, I actually find it hard to swallow each spoonful. After a long day at work, the cold, hard reality finally kicks in. Devastated and heartbroken once again.

I was told that I have a weak heart when I was in Korea last week. And I wonder now, how can I still be alive with such a weak heart. Or maybe, I’ll die young for overbreaking my own heart.

I hope I don’t flood Hong Kong in the coming days.