Someone said to me:"You have always been pretty strong."
I told her:"I used to be but not anymore."
Tears easily come and easily go.
On the bus, on the train whenever i'm alone.
Memory comes back.
Songs that i listened to seem sadder.
The old me?Gone with the tears.
The new me?Constantly changing with every tears that continues falling.
What is gone will nv come back again..
