Letting go is the hardest kind of love.

The night knows all my secrets.

Why does 3am always hurt the most?

Rain on the window, ache in the heart.

Home doesn't feel like home anymore.

I gave more than I got, again.

Hurts to admit it, but I miss you.

Some people leave without leaving.

Pretending I'm over it.

Even the sunshine feels grey today.

Grieving what could have been.

Some days you just have to feel it all.

Being strong is tiring.

Hearts break quietly.

Faking smiles is exhausting.

heart heavy, head high