sometimes..

 بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ ﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

sometimes I wish my heart was like an onion. so that whenever you cut it into small pieces it's always you, who'd end up crying. 

*this may be one of those SOME times.

when it is hard to hide your tears , then never mind. 

start cutting an onion. 

let the heart cry , you just blame the onion.

-don't ask me how i'm doing. i might think that you actually care.-