I feel that if I do now let the tears that are pricking my eyes, if I do let them flow, they won't stop. I feel like an abyss of tears.
Then, as a miracle, the ghosts of the salty drops of sadness disappear; I can't cry... but a long time ago I could.
I was cursed to harbour inside me enormous sadness but I was also blessed with something strange: I am an empty shell, without feelings, a masque,and sometimes, the blowing wind- but only for a second- brings feelings that then disappear.
And I can't cry... but a long time ago I could. I'm cold.
May it be you the one that made me like that? May it be you... and I'll forgive you...
May it be you... and I won't feel alone anymore. Am I alone? Answer! Am I?
I'm cold. I'm sorry for all of it.
Nice...
RăspundețiȘtergereI just... I just want to sy that you're not alone. So, if you want to cry... I'm here (not real cry, just complain or cry without tears..or anything)