I am sad. I'm strong but sad. I thorns in my heart, do not do much harm , but they sting.
Seem pins. They remind me that love is something that would be dangerous, with which we must not fool around.
They remind me of the fears and insecurities that I have nourished. But I am strong. I show it to myself every day, trying to forget it and move on.
It helps me not to think and plugs give less hassle.
You just smile. It is the only cure .

(mia)