The end of us was the start of me.

heart heavy, head high

Crying quietly so no one asks.

Learning to live with the silence.

Hurts to admit it, but I miss you.

I'm okay, just a little broken.

Empty room, full of memories.

Missing someone I can't call.

Better days are coming, I hope.

Hard to forget someone who was part of every plan.

The worst distance is the emotional kind.

We had something, didn't we?

Heavy heart, brave face.

Why is moving on so slow?

I'm just tired of trying so hard.

The saddest part is how normal it feels now.