To me growing apart hurts worse than having you're heart broken. A broken heart hurts but it's over so quickly. Growing apart... you're watching it crumble, everything is falling all around you but it's just.. not fast enough. You love them so much, you don't want to hurt them even if it's hurting you. The pain of watching everything you've worked for, all you're smiles, all those soft moments of a single touch. It's all just fading but all you can do is sit there, watching it fall.

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The Battles of Depression
Short StoryThings that I wrote when I was down maybe a few of you will understand may even help some of you who do.