In the middle of the night...is there hope? Is this really what I see? He came to me in the misdt of my sheer pain. He seemed interested. Does he want to lit the candle that had been out all these years? No I can not drag him into my pain. He can't share my burning tears. He can't see me fragile and see how distant I am from reality. Let me suffer for his sake. Let me just cry myself to sleep like how it has been and how it will be forever...
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In the middle of the night.
PoetrySilent cries of a young woman about her dreams, love life and aspirations until she finally had a chance of happiness.