it wasn't like i tried to hold it until i got on the cab.
i wasn't even aware of that.
but tears came out as i was driven farther away from it
then i realize i was just building and holding everything in me.
i was thinking of holding it again but if i end up bursting out at home then mom would know
so i cried in the cab
i cried a bit more than when that female canadian skater whose mom had died performed her short program.
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