Either way, I end up getting hurt

I hate reminding myself to be strong.

Be patient.

Accept the fact that it might not turn up the way I want it to be.

I admit, I'm afraid. Afraid to find out the truth. I'm not sure whether I can handle the truth or not. I've been telling myself that if it's not meant to be, then there's nothing that I can do.

The only problem now is..

I really don't know how strong I can be if the person that I care the most, no matter how I've been treated, tell me that: He don't care about me the way I care about him.

Dear heart, please be strong.

"If you hold back feelings because you're afraid of getting hurt, you end up hurting, anyway".