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I'm changing...

I, today realized that I have changed a bit, ironically the fact is that I have changed. Realizing the fact that I now act as a grown up and not complaining about the situation not favoring me or my dreams not getting fulfilled or the good things taking time to reach me or the promises being broken. Sometimes I feel that the change is good but the very next moment it becomes really tough to live the new way. You cannot complain about your disliking as it would make the listener unhappy (if he or she really cares for you).
The problem is that I'm not ready to accept the facts, the reality, the truth as the reason being it always bring tears to the eyes. But yes, if my silence brings happiness to my loved ones then there's no harm in hiding the emotions. At least you know that they are happy.
...and then we master the art of that #Fake #Smile.

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