Have you ever found yourself curled up on a couch and crying? First, a single tear slowly rolling down your check, then another, and another. Next, you are pulling a pillow over your face, and trying to muffle the sounds; the tears are more of a free flowing river by now. All of sudden you get hiccups, and your nose is running, your eyes are burning, and you feel so terribly lonely.
The past pains, hurts, misunderstandings wash over you, leaving no room for anything, but pain, endless pain. Dark hole slowing swallowing you up bit by bit, one destroyed sanity after another, fresh chunk of your heart, new part of your soul.
Have you ever had that? I had… And it is OK that I had. I will even go on saying it is OK if you had too. But, have you ever had anyone wait for you at the end of your crying with open arms and open heart? Because, you see… I haven’t.
