Being strong is tiring.

Still flipping back to the chapter with you.

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

We used to talk every day.

Better days are coming, I hope.

Soft heart, tired soul.

Rainy day, heavy heart.

A little broken, still beautiful.

Tired of pretending I'm fine.

just need a hug and a long nap

Rain on the window, ache in the heart.

Grey skies match my mood.

Feeling everything and nothing at once.

Remember when we were happy?

Some goodbyes are never really goodbye.

The worst distance is the emotional kind.