like the rain. That kind of feeling where you're tired of sunshine and hot weather, and you want to weather yourself under an umbrella, and hear the sound of droplets of water coming from the sky. And I want to hear myself cry.
Someone told me it is unhealthy to hold in your tears. I can sense my heart being needled every time I do that. Maybe that person is right.
Humans are like seasonal changes, we need that balance of sunlight and grey skies.
Then I should tell myself, I'm just human, not superwoman.
And breakthrough to tears.
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