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♥Adrienne Nicole.♥Eighteen. ♥Junior in Uni. ♥Hopeless romantic. ♥Photographer. ♥Writer. ♥Artist. |
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Empty Tears
![]() Because every smile seems so empty now. :) Don't you sometimes wish that you were numb? I used to wish for that. I willed the hurt away, I wanted it to go away... but now, I just want to feel. Because when I cry... I just feel the tear slide down my cheeks and the pain in my chest constrict, but the emotion fades. So. Easily. During Physics earlier, I cried. And I was confused why I was crying. Because I felt the pang of hurt--as quickly as it came--it was gone. I wanted to look at Joji. I wanted to smile at him and be able to feel that I was alright. But I couldn't. Because I wasn't. But I didn't feel it. I knew it. ... why did I change? He knew me as the happy-go-lucky girl. The one who smiles at everything. The one who always wanted to have fun--because it made her feel that she was still alive and that everybody else wanted her to feel the same. Nowadays, when I laugh, it feels so shallow. What happened? Hey, unfateful. I'll teach you how to be stronger. This day feels like a whisper. I don't mind it at all. And so, I hung out with Alexis, Myco, and Reza tonight at Phase 5 and ate isaw and BBQ. Because when I gave you my heart, you wrote on it and gave it back. I replied with small letters, and I suddenly felt my heart ache (and you didn't notice it). You came down and looked at me, I looked back and smiled (because it's the only thing I can do). And when we made up, and I gave you a hug-- you kissed my heart. And you put it back. You kept it and it's beat resumed its track.
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