It hurts when you fail to understand me.
It hurts when you stop speaking with me.
It hurts when you hurt me for petty reasons.
It hurts when you build walls with your egos.
Without you, I cannot imagine life; tears are my friends.
Without you, words dry up and silence fills me.
Info:- 55-Fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words.
This week I am back with another 55-Fiction. Silent Tear series, is all about tears and the value given to it. In simple words, it is all about when someone shed a tear of either happiness or sadness. Thank you in advance for reading.
This post is a tribute to Late G-Man, the man behind my love for writing 55-Fiction. Keep reading and keep watching this space for more surprises.
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