I've been asked too many times?
If, I was fine
if I answered "no, I'm not" don't ask me why?
because of all the reasons I have to not be fine, I don't know which one it is now.
so to lessen the hardships of explaining, I always answer it with a smile and a small nod.
For I am afraid if my mouth tries to force out a yes, my eyes will betray me.
Slowly revealing the storm inside, raging and turning my heart into ice.
When my heart gets cold the person inside might die.
I might begin to be emotionless and shuts off my humanity.
and when that time comes, love would be one of the feelings I'm going to shut off.
I don't want to hurt him, He's precious enough.
And my heart is seems to always set on letting go.
But the thought of leaving him is breaking me too.
this depression is going to kill him as much as its killing me.
what am I supposed to do?