When he leaves you forever, how can you move on without a teardrop?
When you have to let go and move on, your heart still wants to go back.
You come home exhausted and your body is inches away from falling apart. But yet you successfully made it back home alive.
You get in bed hoping to sleep. Especially when your mind and emotion have also failed you lately....
To be forcefully pushed into the rat race and try to win a race by giving up everything else that matters? Even if I end up winning the race, won't I still be a rat? So, am I a rat or God's masterpiece- a Human?