The quiet after the storm feels lonely.

I'm still learning to let go.

My smile is tired.

Being strong is tiring.

Some people leave without leaving.

Heavy heart, brave face.

Crying quietly so no one asks.

The kind of tired a nap won't fix.

I miss who I was before all this.

Grieving what could have been.

Hearts break quietly.

Some memories hurt more than they help.

Letting go is the hardest kind of love.

We had something, didn't we?

Pretending I'm over it.

Some things were never meant to stay.

Why is moving on so slow?

A little lost, a little lonely.

Some people are lessons, not forever.

Empty room, full of memories.

I'm okay, just a little broken.

Tired of being the strong one.

Learning to live with the silence.

Hard to forget someone who was part of every plan.

Smiling in pictures, healing in private.

Some days I don't recognise myself.

Tears are just feelings that ran out of room.

Loved you more than I loved myself.

I'm still learning to let go.

The end of us was the start of me.