I can cry whenever I want. I will cry whenever I want. It doesnt bother me. I am not afraid of letting out a few tears. not for you only for myself. So dont be fooled by these wet eyes dont think I am miserable and Im waiting to fall back in your arms. Do not have this pride that its for you. Dont gush over this or fuss or watch me in sympathy like you care. I dont need it.
I am brave. I am not counting on you to come back. I am not asking for mercy or trying to melt your heart with my sufferings.
but I want to see, if you cry too? are we on the same page the way we always were?
YOU ARE READING
Figment of imagination.
Non-Fictionimpulsive. no punctuations. full of errors. complete waste of time
