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So Many Tears. Too Many Tears.

Normally, if I tell myself to stop crying, I can. But right now…right now I can't stop myself. My throat's constricted and tears keep rolling down my face by the bucket load. I'm dead inside. I don't know, I feel like the emotion's been scooped out of me. I don't know what to do with myself. I can't do anything but cry. Sob and sob and sob and not tell anyone. Not let her know how bad I feel. Put her first. Don't be selfish. Give her what she needs.

I'll deal with my own emotions on my own, to allow her to deal with hers.

This fucking hurts.

Ladyly

@Ladyly

I'm just an awkward girl from London with a passion for writing. | 14 years old. • fiction reader. • aspiring author.

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