2017

Grieving is like

crying at the back of a buidling in between your classes

sobbing in your hostel's toilet at 2 AM in the morning

eating your indo mee with damp cheeks

weeping on your 20 minute walk back to your room

crying your heart out when your roommates out

crying silently when your roommates in

skipping classes because you were "sick"

time heals the wound 

but when it hits

the magnitude remains