The City That Never Sleeps




posted : February 28, 2008

It’s very interesting how sick I’ve gotten over you. The way you talk and contradict yourself. The way you harp on things, which are so insignificant and small. The way you make what you do seem so right and what I do so wrong. Its very sad. Time and again when I think, when I feel, when my emotions come through. Coz only tears flow down. A major void in my life. A very empty life. The way you speak which tears through my heart. Which makes me seem emotionless. Which makes me seem like a cold stone.


Besides seeing her daughter die, the last thing a mother wants to see is her daughter’s life turning out to be exactly the same way as hers.