i dono if i can contd to say im strong. i seriously hate the nights when i looked up the sky and den looked to the right to find that the driver isnt you. the nights that i have to tilt my head upwards so that people wont see my teary eyes.. the nights when there was nth but silence between us..
how many times this week you asked. how many times you tried i will ask. my tears are tired, once again from the tearing. my heart is tired, once again from the aching.
i left behind my smiles, and took with me my tears.
