Nabeelah15

I swear she tried,she tried to dry her tears,she tried to stop it from flowing to her cheeks,she tried to stop her tears from wetting the pages she writes on,she tried to write happy stories and to think happy thoughts and to anticipate a happy future that may or may not await her.Yet she still couldn't help but cry each and every night.Can you hear her sobbing when the world is sound asleep and at peace? She writes the saddest stories,but even the saddest of the saddest stories that she had written couldn't compare to how her heart is breaking right now, in real life. 
          	
          	And I swear she tried her best to rewrite this story,her story,her tears had already fallen and smudged her words,clouded her vision & completely destroyed her hope.

Nabeelah15

I swear she tried,she tried to dry her tears,she tried to stop it from flowing to her cheeks,she tried to stop her tears from wetting the pages she writes on,she tried to write happy stories and to think happy thoughts and to anticipate a happy future that may or may not await her.Yet she still couldn't help but cry each and every night.Can you hear her sobbing when the world is sound asleep and at peace? She writes the saddest stories,but even the saddest of the saddest stories that she had written couldn't compare to how her heart is breaking right now, in real life. 
          
          And I swear she tried her best to rewrite this story,her story,her tears had already fallen and smudged her words,clouded her vision & completely destroyed her hope.

scryings

Thanks for the follow love! And Oh my Ra, I'm a Februarian (is that a word) too! 
          Ps. PM me anytime!

scryings

@Nabeelah15 sure! ( we februrians needta stick together right?)
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Nabeelah15

@_luminous_ My fellow Februarion ;p please go check out my story <3 the bad boy & me :D
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Nabeelah15

Each day as evening starts to set
          The ache builds in her chest
          She knows that she must go to bed
          And try to get some rest 
          
          She hugs her tears stained pillow close
          When no one is around
          And cries for the one she loved and lost 
          And screams without a sound 
          
          Others see her in the day
          And think she doing well
          But everyday as evening sets
          She enters her own hell 
          
          Time hasn't healed her pain at all
          Or quieted her fears
          So every night, alone in bed 
          She sheds those silent tears