Rain drops as my tears fall down my cheeks.
I have always wondered what it feels like to be alone. I figured I shouldn't have wished for that.
Today would be the most depressing chapter of my life - so far.
Since last night, I have been rubbing my eyes with much effort because I was like a broken faucet, don't know how to stop from severe crying.
I wanted to pull myself together. But the sobbing won't let me.
I just want to break down and cry.
I am alone.
He's just there. But I feel so alone.
Hundred miles apart, YET...
"True love doesn't mean being inseparable; it means being separated and nothing changes."
Maybe that would be the only thing that I can hold on to.