Some memories hurt more than they help.

It's weird how people become strangers.

Grieving what could have been.

Still flipping back to the chapter with you.

You moved on so fast.

Some things just fall apart.

Back to square one, a little wiser.

Empty room, full of memories.

Grey skies match my mood.

Rain on the window, ache in the heart.

The hardest part is acting like it doesn't hurt.

I gave more than I got, again.

Some days you just have to feel it all.

I'm okay, just a little broken.

Some people leave without leaving.

Why is moving on so slow?