The child inside me wouldn't stop crying. Every time it loses something that was very close to its heart, a person, or a thing, that it loved the most, I pretend as nothing ever happened. But I hear it sobbing helplessly inside me. And the pathetic part of all this is, it neither grows up nor dies. Every time I stand in front of a mirror, it stares at me through my eyes, with its tear-stained face. Those intense eyes rip my ribs apart, and that cry of it echoes through every room of my soul. ©Akshay Vasu The child inside me #akshayvasu #child #heartbreak
