Maybe.

As her tears slipped into the ocean,
and as she breathed in the night's salty breeze,
she let out a heavy sigh, and whispered to the empty sea:

" Maybe I'm broken . Maybe I've fallen apart. "

And as soon as she spoke to the ocean,
as soon as her tears became dry,
she turned around and  started walking
and she walked another hundred miles.

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Cry.

Tears splatter on the floor. They've been building up for some time now.

 Tears you should've let go a long time ago 

 But you were just scared

Scared to show you've been hurting

Scared to realize you really aren't that strong

Scared to find out who really was going to stick beside  you

and who would end up letting you down

Cry.

Just cry, until it's over. 

Cry until you feel empty. 

Because it's so much better to feel empty of emotion,

than empty of numbness.

Numbness caused by built walls

closed hearts

hurting memories. 

Indeed it is better a hurting heart

than a heart that forgot to feel.

 

 

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