If that’s what you want, then I will give it to you.
Suffer in silence? I don’t give a shit about the suffer in silence part. I only know that I’m in pain .

No matter how strong a front I put in front of my friends, everytime I say, don’t worry, I’m fine, I feel like my heart is just being torn apart.
Every time my head is low, it’s because the tears are about to fall. Damn it, I’m just too stubborn for anything.
I don’t want to accept the truth. I don’t want to face reality. But I can still feel the fking pain. The feeling of being ripped apart. Emptiness.

I don’t want to tell anyone because I don’t wanna trouble anyone. I don’t wanna tell anyone because even I have not accepted the fact.
How to tell people when I have not accepted reality. But if I have accepted reality, how can the pain still persist on? How can the tears still surface?
Who can save me? I know it’s noone but you. Days have passed. & the pain still persist. It has not stopped. Why?!

Memories break us. You break me. My heart is broken. That’s for sure.
Shattered into gazillion pieces and I have to pick them up.