You walked away while I was left, crying. Everything seems to fall and so I did. But the thing is there's no you who'll catch me.
I fall and hit the ground–it woke me up.
People come to make you realize things and people leave to make you feel human.
Real life is no fairytales or magic, it wasn't easy as they say it is.
One day, I'll feel okay and some days... weak. I will laugh, I will cry, I will be fine. I'll curse you and everything in between. I can cry my heart out then I'll just stop. I can smoke and drink and manage no rant.
I can live. Yes, without him.
By myself.
