When they ask me what happened I’ll have to tell them that my arms weren’t strong enough to keep digging graves for people I should have buried a long time ago.
I’ll have to find a new favorite shade of green because green is the color of seasons changing and grass growing and my life has been nothing but false promises that even I couldn’t keep. Not to mention constant heart-break that I couldn’t keep up with.
The worst part about it though, is that I’d have to apologize for battles I’ve lost and relationships I could have fought for.
I’m terrified of being alone but one day someone’s going to ask me if I’m seeing anyone and I’m going to have be honest…

I’m going to have to tell them that the last song I listened to was a goodbye letter dedicated to he