I miss my smile
Not the fake smile i made in my face everyday. I miss the Genuine one.
I miss the light in my eyes.
What I can see on the mirror everday are dull and dead pair of eyes.
I miss laughing whole heartedly.
What I show now are force noise of bitter laugher.
Most importantly I miss the old me.
the person before knows how to smile genuinely, her eyes shined so brightly and her laugh was whole heartedly. And now what remained is the ghost of the girl she used to be.