"it only hurts for a short amount of time, the qpain is temporary". That's what I was told.
And it did, the pain was tempory.
But it was similar to a swollen ancle.
The swelling had gone down.
But the pain, that was still there.
The pain doesn't leave just because the swelling goes away.
There's always that picture in your head, that single memory of when things were better.
When you had him.
I guess that's why I felt comtempt to message him so often.
The knowledge of him leaving, hadn't quite reached my heart.
But now, it reached my heart.
When it did, it shattered like an iPhone with a broken face.
However, there's still this peice, this tiny peice of my heart thay has your name written on it.
I wear this, this fake smile.
It only widens in daylight.
I try my best to show you I'm happier, however, I'm not.
Two nights ago, I cried for the last time over you.
I told her I was worthless.
I told her I wasn't good enough for anyone, not even you.
Goodbye...
