Don’t you think everything’s just a cliche? We get hurt then we cry. We cry a lot until we get tired and fell asleep. And then the next day we would just realize how ugly we are because our eyes got swollen. Days after that we just get miraculously better like nothing bad had happened. We laugh of course, live the days like just another normal person does. But no one would know how much we’re hurting inside. And then in just one blink of an eye, everything would just occur again. Repeating the same ing damn thing. Sure, we get fed up with it. But we never get used to it. Because the moment we do, we’re probably dead by then.

Dead.

Not physically but it just felt so numb inside. Like you couldn’t feel anything anymore.

Nothing…

You know it still hurts but you couldn’t just cry. Tears won’t fall anymore just like how it used to be.

Yeah, it’s a cliche that never gets old…