my tears are precious. yours are too.
I wont let yours roll down your cheek so please dont let mine roll down too.
I know what is devastation.
I know what is dissapointment.
I know what is sadness.
I need not to flip through pages seeking for their meanings.
I do believe u understand it too, literally, at least.
I am weak for not be able to let go the thought.
I am weak for keeping it all inside till it kills me slowly.
But, apparently, I am too sick inside that I could barely bear it.
please..no more tears.