My Tears May Be Silent, But The Words I Speak Are Strong.

Every time you smile at me, I want you back. When we go back, all I ever see from you is: the person you have become not the person I see in the end.

Use me all you want. Make me Cry, Bleed, feel Abandon and Ashamed. I don't care. Just shoot me so I can finally be free from your fake grasp of hatred

Seeing is believing..but what happened to believing is seeing?