Grandfather's funeral

The funeral was today. We've buried my grandfather and it was all rather sad.

I always put on a brave face and try to be strong so others don't have to, I have yet to cry or even be sad because of my grandfather's passing. Now it's over, it's all over and people will be strong again.

That probably means I can finally let myself feel something, and let out some of what I've got bottled up inside since we put my grandfather in a box and lowered him into the ground.


So now if you'll excuse me I'll go curl up into a ball and cry my eyes out. When I let my guard down, there's no turning back.