You left me behind. You dropped me and kept going. You broke your
promise. You have no right to make comments about how I'm
acting. You have no right to tell me how I'm feeling. You have
NO right to judge me for how I choose to clean up the mess YOU
made. Remember that I am strong, but not strong enough to loose
Those feelings, I'll somehow have to drown.
The worst type of crying is the silent one. The one when everyone
is asleep. The one where you feel it in your throat, and your eyes
become blurry from the tears. The one where you just want to
scream. The one where
you have to hold your breath and grab your stomach to keep quiet.
The one where you can't breathe anymore. The one when you
realize the person that meant the most to you, is gone.