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For other's eyes, I'm happy. For other's mind, I'm okay. For other's gestures, I look fine. It was all a LIE, they don't know. I continue pretending that I'm happy, that I'm okay and that I look fine.
I'm breaking down inside. My soul, my heart, my mind, my body, my existence and my... life
Until he came, he saw me on my weakest part of my life. He chased me everyday and telling that he's always by my side.
Will I let him? Can it be possible that he know me very well? Can I accept him? Will that someday happen?
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