The tears that fall down my face
behind the steering wheel
on the side of the street
carries the weight of my heart and
more words that I could ever speak.
The tears that stain my pillows
late at night in my room
is not a sign of weakness
nor silence
nor overreacting.
It's a sign of endurance
of courage
of pain and sadness,
that brings forth an amplitude
of joy and happiness.
Because the tears that I shed
are meant to tell me
that I am real,
that I can feel
both love and pain,
but still get through it
and come alive
and still be me.
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Letters to Myself
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