i didn't notice it myself at first, but my mom did.
his heart has gone, my head is trying to accept this fact. my heart simply can't.
i gave it to him and after many years of carefully treasuring it he smashed it to the ground so that it would break into thousands of shards.
is everything alright? my mum asked yesterday.
you seem unusually clingy and... empty. i can see the dark shadows under your eyes. i mean, not that i'm complaining about you spending more time with me but -
i start to hold back my tears
but i am worried you're not feeling well. is there anything wrong?
i do not even think a second before answering.
don't worry momma. everythings alright, just a little tired from all those exams.
i can clearly see how she's analyzing my facial expression.
okay, but you know that you can talk to me no matter what it is about okay? you know that right? i'm always there for you.
yeah mom, i know. i will. love you.
walking out of the room straight into my own to cry into my pillow.
i think some kids just simply aren't able to talk to their parents about things like these. this has nothing to do with how much they love you, this has nothing to do with trust. some kids just cannot open up about this and we are sorry about it. it's rooted too deep in our minds. i just can't talk to someone else about my real feelings.
but you are right mum, there is something wrong.
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