After all this while keeping everything together, she broke. She broke into zillions of pieces and the strangest thing is that made no sound to anyone. When something breaks, people around knows that something is broken. Isn’t that how it is supposed to work? She thought to herself rocking herself back and forth with the puffy eyes and uncontrollable tears still dripping down her eyes. She thought of all the people whom she loved and who loved her, it made her heart twitch. Nobody was beside her or for all that matter behind her to make sure this heartbreaking phenomenon doesn’t paralyse the will and strength of moving forward. She tried standing where she was sitting and the shivers grew stronger with the sobs and she couldn’t hold her weight. All the turbulence inside her heart and mind took a toll. She sat back and sobbed some more. Is it ok to grow weary of people?