02.15.05

taking up space

It is interesting going thought my days always on the edge of tears. I hadn’t even noticed, how the tears were pooling up behind my eyelids. I said to myself, it is the wind in my eyes, I cam a delicate child. I always have been.
I also learnt, from an early age, how to restrain my tears. I only cry behind closed doors unless someone asks me what is wrong. But no one asks anymore, so there is nothing to cry about, only a deep feeling in my chest and these tears.
I wonder if anyone sees them.

shi-ou-sama at 12:31 p.m.

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