Sooner or later

I'm afraid to write about it. Even afraid to face it. Sooner or later, it would happen though. Times determine every thing. Its hard for me.

Every time it pops up in my mind, the brain interprets the fantasy and eventually it manipulates the reality. The nerve endings struggling to not to "squeeze" the heart. Alas, it carries a lot of tears to a pair of shining eyes.
Ultimately, need to walk around with those red eyes. Not neglecting others, by faking the smile. Like the red eyes could fake the real feelings.