I Miss U Badly. Indeed.

Its alarmingly quiet in the street.

No echoes . But sound of teardrops . 

Humans aren't perfect but everyone knows relationships are like ill-fitting about beautiful shoes.

You can still walk in them and love them even if they are not a perfect fit.

You run the risk that you will never grow into them.

And theres and chance they will cripple u for life . Or maybe they are great to dance in .

 BUT LONG WALKS ALL OUT. 

Or long walks are in But dancing is out .

Or u can go ahead and do everything in them but u will have big, gapping , bleeding, blisters the next day.

   Perhaps u will develop a blinion .

And then the pretty shoes will fade and dirty as the years go by and no matter how hard u polish them u can never restore them to their positive just-out-of-the-box-state.

SO now , not only do they hurt like hell but they are starting to fall apart. And thats okay .

''YOU ARE NOT MY TYPE. SORRY.''

I will not cry . I will not cry . I will not cry .  I repeat three times . I try three times .

I bite my lips and nod like I understand every word u are saying .  

___I success. But why it hurts .___