The truth is that letting go of you has not been an easy task
Time has not been kind
To my fragile mind
Sadness reverberates inside my chest with every heartbeat when I think of you
Some days I flare with anger
Some days I crumble with the pain
Some days I'm fine
The memories are happy
But I try my best to suppress them
Because all they do is fill me with an aching, empty feeling
truth is--
I miss you,
I miss us
But
The truth is
That you don't
The truth is
That I should be over you
Truth is
I'm not
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 10:20 AM UTC
The truth is that letting go of you has not been an easy task
Time has not been kind
To my fragile mind
Sadness reverberates inside my chest with every heartbeat when I think of you
Some days I flare with anger
Some days I crumble with the pain
Some days I'm fine
The memories are happy
But I try my best to suppress them
Because all they do is fill me with an aching, empty feeling
truth is--
I miss you,
I miss us
But
The truth is
That you don't
The truth is
That I should be over you
Truth is
I'm not
