"I think about you a lot. Even more than am supposed to and I know its not healthy. It is not okay to be stuck in something that I was. I know all the answers to the questions people ask and all the advice's someone has to offer. I know all the places people go to forget about their sadness and to feel again. I know all there is to be okay but I don't seem to. The harder I try the more it takes back to you. One might say, "Time Heals", which is fine. I'd like to believe that one day I'll be over you. I'll forget how it felt to be with you. How the days didn't seem like a burden and nights didn't feel like a window to how we were."
"So what is a heartbreak?", He asks.
"To live with a possibility of all the broken pieces finding their way back home.", She answers.
"But isn't it that very home we're running away from?", He asked again, with a more confused tune.
"We're running away from ourselves and home is where we'll reach in the end.
