You know what hurts The most?
This stupid feeling in my Heart.
It always appears, when i think about you, your voice, your smile...
Every time, when i come back to that memory, my... our memories... It hurts
I feel like it burns me out from the inside. This pain is unbearable, my body is intact, but my heart... is barely holding when glued together
But why? Why after all of this pain and suffering, I always keep trying, even if I keep falling
Why... maybe it's because of my memories of us... are they holding me together?
I look at myself in the mirror, how pathetic I am... you are the one who destroys me and the one who saves me, despite there being a sick system, I cannot just stop and wait for recovery
Tell me... when the glue will run out... Then will "this something" in my chest stop hurting?
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