| Untitled The tears that hurt the most are the ones that don't fall. When you're so empty inside that nothing comes out. The smiles that hurt the most are the forced ones. Not the "how are you I'm fine" ones, but the kind a good friend has to work for. The laughs that hurt the most aren't the ones at you. But the happy ones other people that you don't want to burdon. The words that hurt the most aren't "I still love you" or "please don't go" or the bitter words of arguemnts The words of acceptence, cutting so sharply that they barely sting. The thoughts that hurt the most are the knowledge, that this is not the first time. That it wasn't anyone's fault and you are all alone again. Wishes When you wish upon a star You dare not hope it will come true Fate has ways to fuck with you And wishes don't go very far. |
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