Coping up with a brokenheart.
1 sunday morning, I notice something was odd. That I feel like
I pray to the GODS.
I pray to the God of time. To answer my prayers. Answer my call and lengthen my remaining time for i want to fulfill the rest life i have to cherish.
I pray to the God of loneliness. I’m begging you not to make me feel more lonelier than I have been in the past.
Why tears falls easily.
Why tears falls easily when you don’t want it.
Why we fall easily when we want to avoid it.
Why you break it when you want it.
Why we pretend it’s ok when things are not the same.