I always thought myself to be strong. Heartless, fearless and emotionless, if need be that is.
And life as always, would, one fine day choose to dispel my long line of self-confident qualities. The slow build up of events that lead up to my catalytic dream last night. Sigh....
Tears. It has been quite some time now. The unrestrained chain of wetness, impervious and immune to all sorts of ebbing control now wet on my pillow. Feelings of old and new resurfacing; the experience vivid and fresh.
Life. It’s a beautiful thing, despite the utter ugliness form of man.
-Zarae.MarsmallowsHeart
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