Letting go is the hardest kind of love.

Sad songs and late nights.

I keep rereading old messages.

Even the sunshine feels grey today.

Some goodbyes are never really goodbye.

my heart's on do not disturb

This too shall pass.

Crying quietly so no one asks.

I'm still learning to let go.

not sad, just a little quiet lately

Home doesn't feel like home anymore.

I'm just tired of trying so hard.

I'm healing, just slowly.

Still flipping back to the chapter with you.

Some chapters end without closure.

My heart is still catching up.