"It is okay not to be okay. Didn't hold up your tears and told everything is ok. Be honest with yourself about whatever you feel. Love yourself. Didn't make you looked so tough overhard," said Mom few days ago.
In silence, at the corner window, when i am looking at the darkness of sky, i hear sound of my heart.
"What about you, Mom? Can i say those words for you? It's okay not to be okay. Allthough you're a mother. It's okay not to be okay. You're still great Mom. It's okay not to be okay. It's okay not to be okay."
Then, the wind come so breeze. I'm getting soppy in my eyes. Getting pain in my heart.
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