It's sunny by day, dark at night.
By day, you smile, you laugh.
At night, it's dark and cold.
Just a little bit of bad news throw you off balance, and you
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into depression.
Rain pours down.
Every day after that, you leave the house quietly, keeping to yourself. Refusing to talk to anyone else.
"What's wrong?"
An occasional fake smile to cover up what you're really feeling inside.
Broken.
Your fragile heart is breaking. Falling apart. Every night you give in and let it all out.
You cry.
You scream.
One night, you find that you can cry no longer.
You take a deep breath, calm yourself, and the next day,
You make a promise to start over.