I found beauty in the abstract "broken".
People crying.
Depressing stories.
But sometimes it's all a bit too much for me.
I want to know, but at the same time I don't.
Today, I suffered a heartbreak.
And I'm sure there's gonna be more.
Today, I read a story.
Maybe it is because of the gentle melancholy the story has, or my already horrible mood,
But now,
All I wanna do is cry.
I can't. Since there's people around.
YOU ARE READING
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