The daily rantings

"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs."

Monday, March 28, 2011

A tear.

A tear can be interpreted in two different ways, tears of joy and tears of sadness. When a single drop drips down from your face, it seems like the whole world can see, but when you're crying inside, no one seems to really care about you. Does the world only care when you resort to drastic measures? If I were to pull off a sad face now in front of a whole crowd, would anyone care? If I were to cry right now in front of a whole crowd, would they stop bothering me? When you're sad you don't really want anyone to talk to you, but when it comes to a point where you start to cry and you can no longer take it anymore, why does everyone seem to annoy you and bug you, asking you what happen and so on and so forth?
A teardrop, such a majestic little "instrument". The word itself sounds majestic enough.. What can you do when your friend cries? You don't want to bother them by asking too much but yet you just don't want to leave them alone and cry to them self..
Know that I'll always be there for you, through rain or shine, wiping your tears off for you. I'll never leave you and I'll always turn your frown upside down, no matter how much it takes me to. I'm always here.

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