- ᥣᥱ𝖿𝗍 ᥙᥒsᥲіძ.

something left unsaid. something that could’ve been. don’t like how it ended. don’t like the lingering feeling. can’t stop thinking about it. it plays in my head like a broken record. , riddling my mind with endless possibilities of how it could’ve turned out. but that’s not all; it seems to be pleading , asking me to study all the words spoken and the meanings behind each one. conflicted . there’s more to the story, but who'll narrate it ?, the story we live in, the story that has many hidden characters, the unsaid words, the muffled whimpering, the silent feelings, we all wish to live in a story that at least loving someone isn't a sin, we all have heart, right?, we feel pain also ,but doesn't it why we have a heart?, as a human being we're special in everything, we can let our feelings out, but what about those who can't?, these buried feelings , why does it hurt?, they're too heavy to keep in heart and mind, too complicated to let out, the loud throated crying?, didn't you hear about the silent cry?, yea that's not them who's crying, it's their soul, their tired smile, their fear of being heard when they cry at night, that soul with unspoken words , struggling with their own mind, and it's still okay?.