I think I’m afraid of being happy because whenever I get too happy something bad always happens.The sad thing for me is that there is no one for me when I need them.And in the end, it’s not the people you miss.Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not, and often we call a man cold when he is only sad.Rains are my good friends because they don’t let others see my tears.To be sad is natural, but to bear heartache is the worst of misfortunes!.Sometimes silence is much better than talking, at least it doesn’t hurt.It’s funny how other people are willing to do lots of brave things for you… yet… you still choose someone who can’t even offer you half of what others could. ![]() The problem is to look at them and remember who left them.
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