Time.

They say time flies and it goes by too slow.  The time was not right and I do not really know. Time directs us all. Our action, our plans, our lives. Time is all around and a constant reminder of what is, what will be, and what used to be. Time is painful, like some of the past. Time is unpredictable, like the future. Time is mystery, like right this moment. Make wise choices because time will steal your actions and you will never get a second chance. Life, like time, it is also goes on. It is spent and also wasted. So precious, waste time wisely. Time tells you when it is good to love. When it is good to let go. When it is right to start over. What if you did what you wanted to do and time were not even a factor of consequence? Life as we know it would recreate into an even bigger abundance of mystery. No order. No time. No chronology. Just me and you. If you ask me how does move on feels like, to me it is like believing the broken clock will move again.

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The girl, who do not want to leave,
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Crying to sleep.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t

People always say that "Crying yourself to sleep has got to be the worst thing ever".

That is an obvious statement but for me it is different thinking about crying yourself to sleep than when it actually happen to yourself.

Your breathing ends up almost impossible. The fear of waking anyone else in the house with loud sobs or gasping for air. You whole body tenses up.

You can trying cuddling up with your pillow, stuffed animal or anything, but what does that help with? You still trembling. If anything, it makes it worse.

You cry harder, louder. Only trying to be quiet. You gasp gasp for air while letting out thousand of tears. Your body shuts down. Your eyes keep streaming. Your mind goes blank.

Maybe you fall into a dream, a nightmare, but you are fast asleep. When you wake yup, you can not remember exactly how you fell asleep, but you know your crying was unbearable.

Your eyes still hurt from all the fluids leaving them. You can not help but to curl into a ball and think. Try to remember how it all happened. You do not even want to do anything else.

You just sit in your bed, trying your hardest to get up and live the day like last night did not happen. But you can not help but to think,

"Is that how tonight is going to go, too?"

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Girl who cry now,

- y -

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