I play it off but I'm dreamin of you...
"It's there, but it's not..." Well I guess that makes sense. Legit to say the least. But it hurt all the same.
I'll keep it cool but I'm fiendin.
I'm ok, He thinks I'm ok. I keep telling him that. Keep telling me that. I'm not ok. Still not ok.
I try to say goodbye and I choke, I try to walk away and I stumble. Though I try to hide it it's clear My world crumbles when you are not near.
*I Try - Macy Grey*
It's been a little over a month now. Since "He" left me. I'm doing better, though not as well as I thought. Made it through 2 conversations on facebook and I held up fine. It wasn't till I actually saw him face to face that I realized I still hurt. My stomach literally dropped out of me. I'm still, to this day, looking for it. *sigh*
There's really nothing else for me to do about this than do what I'm already doing is there? Just keep living day by day, hoping it gets better?
Sounds fun.
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Darling it gets better, I promise you. It's hard, I know, but it WILL get better. It just takes a really, really long time.
Be proud of yourself for handling it so well. Cause I sure am
You know I'm always here if you need me!!
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