You smile until the skin around your eyes crinkle up into crow’s feet and your lips tire, after being pressed up against your white, hard teeth. There’s nothing much you can do but… smile.
The whole world’s counting on it. It’s how you can stop people from prying into your lives and it’s how you can stop people from trying so hard to find their way into your heart. Because some things need to be protected and your heart – it is part of those things.
Because that’s how you craft an infallible image for yourself. The one which needs no shoulder to cry on, The one who has no tears you can catch and no drunk nights to boast of.
Because that’s how you make people think that you’re normal. Because you want to spare them from your un-normalness. Because why let people know what you are?
The cameras are clicking away.