I was up for the last few hours but as soon as my eyes opened, all the memories of the morning came crashing down. That was the clue for my eyes to shed tears. But now I was silent. I've ran out of tears. Instead of my eyes, my heart was crying.

I had been sitting on the floor with knees close to my chest, arms wrapped around myself, seeking warmth, comfort.

Everything seemed so heartbreaking. The memories of my childhood no more brought sadness, but a feeling of betrayal. I couldn't bring myself to believe that everything I thought was true was never what I presumed it to be...