it's the hardest in the nights,
when i'm enveloped the darkness
and the only light that shines is from my phone.
it's the hardest when the light from my phone
reflects a picture of us
and a true resemblance of my now, rare happiness.
it's the hardest when i know
i can't reach out to you
because reaching out to you
is like punching a brick wall;
because reaching out to you
felt like an eternity ago.
it's the hardest because the only think
i can grasp on to right now
are the words
from distant memories
which are fading away,
which are losing meaning,
which are no longer there
and it's scary
because one day you'll just become
someone that i used to know.
the hard part always seems to last forever;h.k
