I’m broken.

I’m broken and I don’t know if I can fix it. My eyes…they keep leaking. It’s so out of the blue. And when they leak I make this uncontrollable sobbing sound. It’s kind of pathetic, really.

I also fell and broke my spirit. I’ve been trying to put it back together but sometimes I’m not careful and it just falls apart on me. James is really good at picking up the pieces….he’s done it countless number of times. But no matter how hard he tries, even he can’t keep it together for me. I wonder where I can get a new one.

Oh, and I’ve also lost my hope. Do you know where I put it last? I don’t think I’ve blogged about it but I do care for it very much and I seem to have misplaced it. Perhaps someday it will turn up again but I’m starting to learn to live without it.