One day, you won't be able to hold your head up high.
No matter how strong or how sturdy you think you may be. Or try to be. There's no way a human being will be able to keep standing after being thrown violently to the ground; repeatedly. If only you can brush it off and say "yeah I'm fine," if only you stop feeling emotions; that itself is impossibility.
I want to be able stop feeling emotions, I want to stop dreaming of everything that I've been ignoring. I want to stop shedding tears.
I had a dream today. I couldn't take my eyes away from a field of white flowers. Later, I realized they were daffodils. I wanted to pick some up for you, but someone held me back.
