The flowing of the tears uttered no words, but silently they drop one by one. You see, my heart broke too many times before, so what makes the difference now? There was no pain, and no hurts like it once did, the lingering thoughts that it shouldn’t be so, that love once has given need to be reciprocated. The comforting of my embrace, I immersed in the sadness and let go of escape, and the night skimmed right before dawn, where a new beginning arises.