A Collection of Tears in a Truth Filled Jar

Pieces

I've always had a hard time letting go of people, places, and things no matter how much they've destroyed me.

I always wonder how I end up in so many pieces as if I didn't sit back and watch everything of what should've been my past destroy me.

I sit around missing people who've wronged me, places that never brought me true happiness, and things that were only meant to be temporary.

Years + years pass yet each one still has a piece of me that I'll never get back.

One day, I'll apologize to my soul for giving away so much of it for things that will never repair it.