If those were the days

when you just don't feel like doing anything. or if those were the days when you just feel like crying. or the days when you just miss someone so dearly to you. or the days when you achieve something in life that made you proud. or that was the days how we used to be. how everything used to be. 

today is one of those days, 

one of those days that I could breakdown and cry. 

looking at his face, makes me cry. 

it's hard that every moment I try to look at wrinkled face, tears starting to fall.

It's hard not to cry when I'm typing this. 

It hurts me when he has so much of burden to deal it. 

It hurts me. 

life is hard, so is penis. 

-.-