They see my face each day. Do...

They see my face each day. Do they see beneath the surface? Did they witness the tears I shed for you last night, and the nights before? Will they realize that I’m tearing at the seams, hardly maintaining this facade? I doubt it. People live in the appearance of things. They’ll never notice this torn heart.

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Yuna wrote on May 20, 2010

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