"I will never hurt you." When you held my face in your hands and told me those words, I wanted to cry right away. I wanted to cry to you all the tears that you made me cry alone, so many times. There are still a lot of things that I cannot get over with, like a bird that cannot help but sing its sad refrains inside its cage.

I am still caged. And each waking moment becomes a nightmare the moment I realize that I am still alive...inside this cage. Every once in a while I feel resigned, defeated from a fight I never thought I would ever let myself into. Every once in a while I feel I deserve to be in imprisoned in this bizarre unhappiness of a life well planned.

How could you not ever hurt me? Do you really know what you're saying? Have you got what it takes to never hurt me?

I am so scared to trust those words, lest I end up free but scarred anyway.