matters of the heart

empathy, sometimes i wonder how much of it is good...
to the point of falling sick? when did i begin to feel so much for others? when did this all start? cry, cry, cry. ache, ache, ache. all i can do is pray. Pray for myself, pray for others.

troubled souls; people whom i find myself inevitably loving despite not knowing them completely. wanting to comfort, to just to be there. i wish i could reach out and hold them close.

"shhh.. everything's gonna be alright".
(don't know how, don't know when but it'll be okay)

you find solace in the silence, you befriend it. words, they exasperate you.

this is all that i can say right now. this is all that i can give. that's my everything. i know it's not much.


He reminds me of the angels around me. Thank you cy.