home alone.
you break down.
letting out everything.
crying as loud as you can.
your family come home.
and here you go.
fake smile, fake laugh.
pretend everything is ok.
they don't suspect a thing.
they don't suspect their child is broken and falling apart.
-weheartit
to you, my bestie.
i know it is a hard thing for you to struggle. the poetry describes clearly where your soul was. i know it's still there. but somehow it choose to hide from yourself. hide your own emotion, hide your laugh, hide your beautiful smile. promise me it just hiding, and won't disappear. promise me it will be there the next time i'll see as a person you dream to be.
you must know one thing. you're not alone dear one, you aren't, and you wouldn't be. cause i'll be there if you need me, just let me know every time the tears are going to run through your soft cheeks, just let me know every time the monsters scare you in your dream. i'm there. in your heart. if you realize.
love, me.
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