I didn't lose you, I lost the idea of you.

Some wounds don't show.

Healing hurts before it helps.

not sad, just a little quiet lately

I miss the person I thought you were.

The end of us was the start of me.

Rainy day, heavy heart.

Faking smiles is exhausting.

My smile is tired.

Learning to live with the silence.

Back to square one, a little wiser.

Hurts to admit it, but I miss you.

Better days are coming, I hope.

I'm just tired of trying so hard.

We had something, didn't we?

Being strong is tiring.