My observation of the worst of pain isn’t what felt at night when you’re alone, it’s felt during the day when you’re surrounded by your so called loved ones.
It is when your loved ones hit you so hard that you’re knocked off your feet. When you realise that everything you believed was all a lie.
When that warm heart which you prided in most was just a hole lacking in positivity and joy. Because that’s when you know, your life has no meaning.