Some people leave without leaving.

Hard to forget someone who was part of every plan.

Letting go is the hardest kind of love.

I miss who I was before all this.

Tired of being the strong one.

Some wounds don't show.

The kind of tired a nap won't fix.

The end of us was the start of me.

Crying in the car hits different.

Grey skies match my mood.

The worst distance is the emotional kind.

Nobody talks about how lonely growing up is.

Pretending I'm over it.

Some people are lessons, not forever.

Missing someone I can't call.

The silence says a lot.