This is the part where I tell them that the person who was once my world,
Is just a memory.
This is the part
Where pain and goodbyes come closer as my heart shatters into pieces.
You left me.
Bleeding, wounded, begging
That you'll stay a bit more.
That you'll fight a bit more.
Because I was fighting. I was staying. I was covering up my scars because I want to be strong for you.
But sadly,
My strength
Wasn't enough
To make you stay.
