Do you ever just…break. Not even in half. More like a hundred pieces. And you watch every tear fall to the ground with a splat so loud it makes the room spin. Every tear that falls becomes part of the carpet. Your pain is now forever engraved into the room.
Then you stand up and walk to the mirror. You look up and see this grown up crumpled face turn into the face of a scared little kid. You crawl into bed and the pain is so unbearable you claw at where your heart is supposed to sit. You curl up in a tangle of sheets and tears and feel yourself decompose.
Do you ever cry? Alone.