"I'm sorry Lisa" "Just go home, I can't do this." My eyes started to blur. I am dreaming right? I can't breathe. As my tears fall down, the rain trickles one by one. It seems like I live for this weather. I let my tears fall because holding back my tears is like holding my breath. I let my tears fall because my heart can no longer handle the pain. This is me now, not happy, not sad but empty.