I think, one of the hardest part is to decide to start your life all over again without the things and the people you used to be with.
Things that had break me years ago aren't gone, I can say that they're still here, alive and breathing, sometimes I feel them sometimes not and that's enough to explain that wounds doesn't really heal.
You will just learn how to deal with them; to deal with the pain, to deal with the memories, to deal with this endless nostalgia with this certain places where our smiles and laughs had been.
I didn't hate those moments even if they put a spare in my chest.
Frankly saying every time those moments flash in my head, they makes me smile, most of the time I can taste the bittersweet of those memories and I can hear lullaby playing in the background and they make me wanna run back with my bare foot but life just capture moments but at least, memories remain, even if the person in it don't.
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POETRY THAT STAYS
PoesieYou don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "w...
