It comes from the people we least expect from.
From the people who promised to stay through thick and thin.
The agony that follows make it hard to let it go.
The desperation bleeds out from the eyes.
The tears loses its way into hopelessness.
When all I can do is stare at it blankly and let it drain me more each time.
But what if I want to scream all out and say that its hurting me for the last time.