heartless
She came to me with a sad face and empty eyes. ,, I'm tired ", she whispered. Tired of what? I asked. I am tired of all the lies and mistakes I have to go through. I am tired of pretending to be someone people might like or fall in love with. ,, How can I be sure it's real me who they probably adore? " I am so skeptical.. I wish I was invisible in my body and never met people like those who just hurt again and again. And the heart bursts and bursts while mind realizes the pain. She turned her back to me and hid her golden hair under the hood. I was sure she didn't want me to see her cry. I remember how strong she was. And proud! ,, I'm done.. ", came out of her shaky mouth. After, I've never seen her smile and bite her lips from excitement, how I remembered her. Actually I've never seen her again until now. She was different, didn't talk much and didn't smile neither for a second. I wasn't even sure if it'