The hardest part is not that I miss you The hardest part is not that I think about you constantly The hardest part is not that I fantasize about you The hardest part is not that I still love you The hardest part is that you donβt have the courage to fight for me The hardest part is realizing that although you act like a man, youβre still only a boy The easiest part is realizing Iβve outgrown you and your insecurities