8 | agony
" she hoped for someone but she knew somewhere that she had none "
she blinked her eyes rapidly afraid that the tears threatening would tumble down her cheeks any moment
slow and deep breaths. she repeated this mantra in her head while doing the same
breathe in.breathe out
an agony filled cry tried to escape piercing through her soul but she bit down on lips hard to quite it
she tried gulping down the words she knows nobody would listen to, but their emotions and intensity made it impossible leaving her throat parched
no, she doesn't think crying is for weak but she believes that a person cries only when they know there is someone who would cradle her exhausted self in their arms and let them soak their cotton t-shirts, or at least a hope of someone
but she had none
so she won't cry she would rather weep on a piece of paper not with tears but ink
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