Refusing to quit the race

"Tell me how you feel?"you ask me so calmly that I find my tongue slippingI open my mouthbut instead the tears start dripping. I want to tell you everything,but I'm afraid of this internal stormI shake my headbecause the words don't seem to form. I stare ahead wishingyou could look into my eyesand see all … Continue reading Refusing to quit the race