It is during mornings when you're lying and crying your heart out on your bathroom floor and no one answers the phone;
It is at night when you lull yourself to sleep, hugging tight your pillow and kissing goodnight your dried tears;
It is at random days when you feel pain in your chest, and sobs turn to wails but there is no one to hold on to.
Sometimes you ask yourself why is it that people only love you when you're happy?
What about when you're lonely, or in grief? Ahh. But who wants a broken toy when one could easily put his hand on a new one? Who wants to see a lover hanging on to dear life on a bathroom floor when there's someone out there who would sing in karaokes with him? Good times. Who would want to kiss away tears on nights when he could just rendezvous and taste that someone else's happy lips?
When all else fails, who would be there for you when you need it most?
And when all else fails for someone else, will you be with her, all the way?
