It’s hard to tell the people that raised you.
It’s hard to tell your friends.
It’s hard to tell anyone.
It’s hard to battle through the tears.
It’s hard to accept that your job is more important than your father’s job.
It’s hard to tell people that you’ll be fine.
It’s hard to tell your significant other that you’ll be gone for a while.
It’s hard to believe that everyone is supporting you.
It’s hard to say your final goodbye.
It’s hard to imagine leaving everything.
It’s hard to leave to take your first steps.
It’s hard to line up on the yellow footprints.
Sincerely,
Private Anonymous
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
It’s hard to tell the people that raised you.
It’s hard to tell your friends.
It’s hard to tell anyone.
It’s hard to battle through the tears.
It’s hard to accept that your job is more important than your father’s job.
It’s hard to tell people that you’ll be fine.
It’s hard to tell your significant other that you’ll be gone for a while.
It’s hard to believe that everyone is supporting you.
It’s hard to say your final goodbye.
It’s hard to imagine leaving everything.
It’s hard to leave to take your first steps.
It’s hard to line up on the yellow footprints.
Sincerely,
Private Anonymous