I can't...I just can't...

Am I right?

Crying....eases...

I'm not quite sure...

Hearts aren't meant to last a lifetime.

We engage in laughter till our sadness becomes voiceless, but it's still there, banging at the walls of our hearts, tearing at that fabric called love.

People hurt me, people don't deserve me, people say mean words but it's always myself that I hate the most at the end of the day.

Salty emotions fill these hollow eyes.

I have learnt to bury my sorrows in books.
The diversion is excellent.

Someday, my mom will say "The food's ready!" just like every other day but I won't respond.