yeah, it hurts. how could i have expected anything else? it hurts because i cared. nobody knows how much i love you better than you. maybe one day it will be "loved" instead of "love" but years and years of built trust and mutual love. well, not mutual enough because i was always the one who cared more. also, as much as people dont want to believe in it i always knew that fact. yes, i appriciated you way more, loved you way more. i adored the ground you walk on and i was happy with it. such destructive end of something that to me was just as beautiful as it was toxic.
yeah, it hurts. when you spend your life building yourself around someone only to be left alone not knowing who you are of course it feels like word is crushing down and breaking me whole. my bones crumble, my skin itches and burns from pain and my mind is going crazy because for the longest time i used you to make it easy. or, at least easier.
yeah, it hurts. you were what i thought is the piece that was missing to my puzzle and it turns out that people aren't puzzles at all. people are mazes and i used you as a map trying to find my way out but you only pulled me in deeper and deeper. i used you as a flashlight in the dark but you were only blinding me so i dont see the thorns ahead of me, instead i only saw roses. i got lost. hopelessly, terribly lost and now i dont know how to get out by myself.
yeah, it hurts. but i think that pain is exactly what i need so i can get over it. get over you. stop the heartache whenever i see you and instead learn to see you as a memory as bitter as it is sweet.
yeah, it hurts. and yeah, it will hurt. but yeah, it hurt before so maybe i can get used to hurting.
