Some chapters end without closure.
See it on a post
This is how it looks under your photo. Copy it, post it, enjoy the likes.
This is how it looks under your photo. Copy it, post it, enjoy the likes.
I keep rereading old messages.
we were almost something
I'm fine. (I'm not.)
Healing is lonely sometimes.
We had something, didn't we?
Pretending I'm over it.
Some days you just have to feel it all.
not sad, just a little quiet lately
Rain on the window, ache in the heart.
Tired of pretending I'm fine.
Still flipping back to the chapter with you.
I'm still learning to let go.
Some days I don't recognise myself.
Remember when we were happy?
Grieving what could have been.