I’ve been face it, hide, run away from it.
I’ve been deny it and pretend everything is okay.
But it’s not.
It keeps coming back.
Reminds me with all the pain and the sorrow.
And I’m tired.
I almost forget how to smile, how to laugh, how to be happy.
It’s time to move on, isn’t it?
For MY own sake, MY happiness.
But leaving you would be the hardest thing to do.
