Heart, just cry, cry as much as you want tonight.. for tomorrow, everything will be better. Shut down all my senses, forget about all possibilities. I know who I am, made from thin porcelain, not chipped when I crack but shattered. Isolate my body, seal my heart, hide my face and just let only wind to touch me. I still have little love locked inside me, for that I still can smile when I see the morning sun, for that I feel sappy when it rains, for that I still can laugh to sweet nothings…so please don’t take it away from me… Neither of myself & I want to share what’s left inside nor to ask for more.
Im shutting myself down, back to my mystery like no one has ever know my existence, like no one can ever hurt me anymore. Take me as a script with missing pages, take me as a book with incomplete chapters. A part of me is meant to be as untold story.
Heart, keep on crying… for someday it will wash away the pain and those little memories.