In this weird and weary world, sometimes it feels weird when I'm not crying. It's my way of finding myself, after all. Reminding myself that I'm still alive. Almost like pinching myself to see if I still feel. And when the same pins and needles succeed in making me bleed, I'll know that I'm alright. It relieves me to know that I'm still the same person. Because I don't wanna change. No matter how much it may hurt at times, I know that that only makes the good times better.
Alot of things in this world may make my heartbreak but that adds to the beauty of my emotions. Feelings of any kind are beautiful because they're pure. You can't fake how you feel inside. I love knowing that I'm capable of feeling so deeply about people & things that it physically hurts inside. It shows me that I can love like no other. And what's more beautiful than love? Nothing is.