Why?
All I do is cry. All the time...sometimes over nothing. I never used to be like this...I was made of stone. Nothing could break my walls, except for when an animal dies in a movie. But after you left me in April and I met him in October, my walls have been broken down and these things called feelings came rushing in! Feelings I don’t know how to handle....hurt,loss, love and acceptance. I’m not sure if I’ll ever figure it out but I’m trying my best. But what if my best isn’t good enough? I never used to cry until I lost you and gained him. Now...that’s all I ever do.

















