✨ A Story No One Asked About ✨

[LavaLush]

Home : " Our child is just doing fine."

Phone : Ask me how many times they picked it up hoping someone cared enough to text first.

Pillow : Ask me how many nights I absorbed tears no one was supposed to see.

Diary : Ask me how many words they wrote because they had nobody they could tell.

Eyes : Ask me how often they smiled while secretly begging not to break.

Mirror : Ask me how many times they stared at themselves and still felt invisible.

Music : Ask me how many songs they used to survive the feelings they couldn't explain.

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Heart : Ask me how many people left and how many memories refused to.

Darkness : Ask me why it became the only place where they no longer had to pretend.

Soul : Ask me how exhausted they are from carrying pain they never speak about.

Sleepless Nights : Ask me how many hours they spent staring at the ceiling, trying to outrun their thoughts.

Unsent messages : Ask me how many times they typed everything they felt and deleted it because nobody would understand.

Tears : Ask me how many times they cried quietly so no one would ask questions.

Memories : Ask me why they still hurt over things everyone else has forgotten.

 

[Rasputin_M]

Home : " Our child is just doing fine."

Phone : Ask me how many times they picked it up hoping someone cared enough to text first.

Pillow : Ask me how many nights I absorbed tears no one was supposed to see.

Diary : Ask me how many words they wrote because they had nobody they could tell.

Eyes : Ask me how often they smiled while secretly begging not to break.

Mirror : Ask me how many times they stared at themselves and still felt invisible.

Music : Ask me how many songs they used to survive the feelings they couldn't explain.

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Heart : Ask me how many people left and how many memories refused to.

Darkness : Ask me why it became the only place where they no longer had to pretend.

Soul : Ask me how exhausted they are from carrying pain they never speak about.

Sleepless Nights : Ask me how many hours they spent staring at the ceiling, trying to outrun their thoughts.

Unsent messages : Ask me how many times they typed everything they felt and deleted it because nobody would understand.

Tears : Ask me how many times they cried quietly so no one would ask questions.

Memories : Ask me why they still hurt over things everyone else has forgotten.

Hello and good evening Ms. . Where do you get all this from hahahahahaa. I mean so much intellect and way with words. Well anyways keep writing kid. God bless!!!. Cheers!!!!!!!

 

[Anshhi]

Home : " Our child is just doing fine."

Phone : Ask me how many times they picked it up hoping someone cared enough to text first.

Pillow : Ask me how many nights I absorbed tears no one was supposed to see.

Diary : Ask me how many words they wrote because they had nobody they could tell.

Eyes : Ask me how often they smiled while secretly begging not to break.

Mirror : Ask me how many times they stared at themselves and still felt invisible.

Music : Ask me how many songs they used to survive the feelings they couldn't explain.

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Heart : Ask me how many people left and how many memories refused to.

Darkness : Ask me why it became the only place where they no longer had to pretend.

Soul : Ask me how exhausted they are from carrying pain they never speak about.

Sleepless Nights : Ask me how many hours they spent staring at the ceiling, trying to outrun their thoughts.

Unsent messages : Ask me how many times they typed everything they felt and deleted it because nobody would understand.

Tears : Ask me how many times they cried quietly so no one would ask questions.

Memories : Ask me why they still hurt over things everyone else has forgotten.

To the person who breaks down alone every night behind the mask of showing everyone they're fine—just wanted to say this: You are not alone, please take care of yourself.

Awesome Intelligence™​

 

[Honey bunch]

Home : " Our child is just doing fine."

Phone : Ask me how many times they picked it up hoping someone cared enough to text first.

Pillow : Ask me how many nights I absorbed tears no one was supposed to see.

Diary : Ask me how many words they wrote because they had nobody they could tell.

Eyes : Ask me how often they smiled while secretly begging not to break.

Mirror : Ask me how many times they stared at themselves and still felt invisible.

Music : Ask me how many songs they used to survive the feelings they couldn't explain.

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Heart : Ask me how many people left and how many memories refused to.

Darkness : Ask me why it became the only place where they no longer had to pretend.

Soul : Ask me how exhausted they are from carrying pain they never speak about.

Sleepless Nights : Ask me how many hours they spent staring at the ceiling, trying to outrun their thoughts.

Unsent messages : Ask me how many times they typed everything they felt and deleted it because nobody would understand.

Tears : Ask me how many times they cried quietly so no one would ask questions.

Memories : Ask me why they still hurt over things everyone else has forgotten.

And the hardest part is… most of them never wanted attention, only someone who would truly notice.​

 

[Ihsan]

Home : " Our child is just doing fine."

Phone : Ask me how many times they picked it up hoping someone cared enough to text first.

Pillow : Ask me how many nights I absorbed tears no one was supposed to see.

Diary : Ask me how many words they wrote because they had nobody they could tell.

Eyes : Ask me how often they smiled while secretly begging not to break.

Mirror : Ask me how many times they stared at themselves and still felt invisible.

Music : Ask me how many songs they used to survive the feelings they couldn't explain.

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Heart : Ask me how many people left and how many memories refused to.

Darkness : Ask me why it became the only place where they no longer had to pretend.

Soul : Ask me how exhausted they are from carrying pain they never speak about.

Sleepless Nights : Ask me how many hours they spent staring at the ceiling, trying to outrun their thoughts.

Unsent messages : Ask me how many times they typed everything they felt and deleted it because nobody would understand.

Tears : Ask me how many times they cried quietly so no one would ask questions.

Memories : Ask me why they still hurt over things everyone else has forgotten.

Mind : ask me how many times we will repeat the entire thing again and again

 

[Akshayakki]

Home : " Our child is just doing fine."

Phone : Ask me how many times they picked it up hoping someone cared enough to text first.

Pillow : Ask me how many nights I absorbed tears no one was supposed to see.

Diary : Ask me how many words they wrote because they had nobody they could tell.

Eyes : Ask me how often they smiled while secretly begging not to break.

Mirror : Ask me how many times they stared at themselves and still felt invisible.

Music : Ask me how many songs they used to survive the feelings they couldn't explain.

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Heart : Ask me how many people left and how many memories refused to.

Darkness : Ask me why it became the only place where they no longer had to pretend.

Soul : Ask me how exhausted they are from carrying pain they never speak about.

Sleepless Nights : Ask me how many hours they spent staring at the ceiling, trying to outrun their thoughts.

Unsent messages : Ask me how many times they typed everything they felt and deleted it because nobody would understand.

Tears : Ask me how many times they cried quietly so no one would ask questions.

Memories : Ask me why they still hurt over things everyone else has forgotten.

This is the quiet pain of someone smiling while breaking inside - so painfully real.....

 

[AsikAwara]

Home : " Our child is just doing fine."

Phone : Ask me how many times they picked it up hoping someone cared enough to text first.

Pillow : Ask me how many nights I absorbed tears no one was supposed to see.

Diary : Ask me how many words they wrote because they had nobody they could tell.

Eyes : Ask me how often they smiled while secretly begging not to break.

Mirror : Ask me how many times they stared at themselves and still felt invisible.

Music : Ask me how many songs they used to survive the feelings they couldn't explain.

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Heart : Ask me how many people left and how many memories refused to.

Darkness : Ask me why it became the only place where they no longer had to pretend.

Soul : Ask me how exhausted they are from carrying pain they never speak about.

Sleepless Nights : Ask me how many hours they spent staring at the ceiling, trying to outrun their thoughts.

Unsent messages : Ask me how many times they typed everything they felt and deleted it because nobody would understand.

Tears : Ask me how many times they cried quietly so no one would ask questions.

Memories : Ask me why they still hurt over things everyone else has forgotten.

That's too much to ask

My small brain can't handle that much ...

 

[AsikAwara]

Jokes apart...

Silence : Ask me how loud their thoughts become when everyone else falls asleep.

Very touching...

That line beautifully captures how nights become the loudest for people hiding emotions. When the world gets quiet, unspoken thoughts, worries, and feelings echo the most inside the mind. Simple line, but emotionally very deep.