Most of the days, I'm that person who lets her guard down lately to keep myself away from the pain that will absolutely break me. But there are those sleepless nights I would sit down near the window starring the peaceful vast sky than lying down on bed to rest my aching heart and soul. There I sat quietly, thinking 'bout the random things the entire night.
It might be the switch of weather which I can definitely tell. Or just the switch of my emotions the entire day; from bliss to endless sadness till I fell asleep. Just like the switch of his feelings towards me.
Sometimes, I just want to explore, but I'm so terrified to fall. Into a fall that no one can pick me up that can't be healed nor repaired at all.
Yet I know, amidst this dark room; starring blankly and overthinkinh beyond the unthinkable... I am absolutely in a deep mess. Can't be repaired and weeping silently by meself due to sudden downfall.
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Her Pen and Her Broken Heart
PoetryI hope you find someone who walks in with a rainbow on the head everytime when your eyes are wet-Anonymous A book of Poetry and Prose
