There are some days when a strange sadness creeps in.
One that does not flood you with tears but drains you deep, emotionally.
One that does not break your heart but numbs your nerves that you question if it still exists, but you know it does because you can hear your pulse beating.
One that does not make you quiet but brings out a beautiful loud laughter that people stare in awe, a laughter that creates an adhesive in your bones as a form of self-preservation to keep you from falling apart.
If only they knew.
There are some days when a strange sadness creeps in. One that can’t be explained or too costly to. One that can only be answered with, “I’m tired.”