You told me not to be “sensitive” So here I am trying to deflect, but I end up absorbing the pain of your words, the intricacies of this world, pretending not to care about what is said and has happened.
I hold the tears in, place a mask on my face, and a lock on my lips so that none would spill.
But now I feel numb unaware of how I feel and unable to cry.
Now, here you are calling me emotionless.
I guess there was no in between; either a heart of ocean or a heart of stone.