Blank Mask (Author's Journal)

Just a Word

Words...

Phrases...

Sentences...

Combination of letters, it means nothing if there is no one out there who is willing to change it.

Words can hurt you but sometimes even if how much you are willing to hide yourself for you are scared, you begin to make a risk by trusting one's word.

You are nothing but an empty glass of water for which emotions are invisible but it is always been full.

Words can make you smile, but either way, it can make you cry. No matter how silent you are, deep within your soul, you are still talking...

Like a beauty with no charima, a cry with no tear, a compliment with no feelings, words are nothing to you now..

How you wish that his words are not what you always think they are.You want to believe that his words are something. You are hoping that he is different. You are wishing that he is not like them.

Words...

It like an invisible knife, ready to stabbed your heart anytime..

Afraid.

Yet hopeful.