Wrong timing.

Because at times when I’m feeling my lowest, I’d tend to rant. Feelings are expressed, tears will be shed. I don’t want you to tell me where I’ve gone wrong. I don’t want you to tell me how to react and feel. I don’t want you to ask me a zillion and one questions. Because at times when I’m feeling my lowest, all I want you to do is hold me in your arms and reassure me that everything will be alright.