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it's hard.

i can't seem to find the emotions i've lost. somewhere along the way. unknowingly.

when you said a joke, i laughed.
when you shared a sad piece of news, i mourned.
when you did the wrong things again, i was angry.

but only for a while.

there's a void where my heart used to be. a good enough reason to console myself for my complete lack of emotions.

i can't laugh heartily, because i know i'm not happy.
i can't cry my heart out, because i know i have to be strong.
i can't stay angry for long, because i know it's futile.

i guess that's what life has returned me for so long. a knowing that nothing matters, anymore. the knowing that i can only do so much, and get so little in return. little, not by materialistic standards. little, by standards that are barely enough to warm the heart and give reassurance. there's no point in doing anything, anymore.

it's hard to keep trying after you fall.

and will you bring a smile to my face, like how it used to be?

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xoxo