So today I went to the shower and cried.
It wasn't a good cry - it was muffled sobs and hastily stifled hiccuping, because obviously I don't want anyone to hear.
It's not even my business, really, so its even less of my business to cry.
Which is what I tell myself. A few times I would suddenly straighten and focus my eyes into a glare and the pouring water would run into my open mouth and I'll have to loosen myself because so stiff I've become that while I'm not moving neither and I breathing.
After a while I stop with the sobs and start screaming. My lungs seize up, my eyes scrunch up, and so loud it is, it echoed all around the shower walls and I drowned in the sound my lungs made.
No, of course not. Those are stuff of romance novels. I screamed with all my might, but I couldn't make a single sound.
Obviously, because I don't want anyone to hear.
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