I want her to know everything will be okay.. but I have this weird feeling she is creating tears of feeling trap, lost, and confusion. Crying words in her own thoughts, and not knowing what to do. I could imagine her feeling alone, and screaming a phrase silently in her own head, “I don’t know what to do”, and no one hears it but her. I may not be physically with her wherever she is, but I hope she knows that could still hear her voice.

Babe…you are not alone. I am here listening. I hear your words and all I can do is listen from afar. I can hear you talk to me and painfully ask “why did you send me this, why now?”. I can hear you speak the hurtful words with fire and passion, “F*** YOU”. These two hurtful words is just a mask, covering three beautiful words, and they are also consumed with the same fire and passion. The same words…