Some wounds don't show.

Missing the old us.

The saddest part is how normal it feels now.

I hope one day it stops hurting.

Holding on to memories because that's all I have.

Missing you comes and goes like the tide.

Back to square one, a little wiser.

The end of us was the start of me.

Better days are coming, I hope.

Tired of being the strong one.

It hurts, but I'm still here.

Some goodbyes are never really goodbye.

Some people are lessons, not forever.

I miss who I was before all this.

Some memories hurt more than they help.

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