of boys who tear.

today after my intervals around the track,
i was just thinking back

i saw my buddy cry when his ex called him and asked to be back with him after a long time since they broke

i saw another of my friend cry into his pillow in his bunk when his girlfriend and him did not work out.

when i was covering myself with the jacket in the train, when i was sleeping on my sis's bed on a monday night pretty long ago, when i was on the plane back,
God saw those tears.
only God sees them, not anyone else.

nowadays i don't know why i just feel like hitting my bed at 9 in the night.
pretty early isn't it.
and during the long and torturous lecture today, He told me that i am always above and never under the circumstances.
I'm always the head and never the tail because of Christ in me.
it shows so clearly in a recent matter.