Its hard to let go of someone.
When you're letting go, all the memories hit you harder, than before. All that time talking, laughing, sharing, it's gone.
You can never get it back. You're never gonna hear them laugh again, or make snide remarks about ex's. They wont be there to tell you stories, or comfort you when your scared.
They can't calm you down after you break.
Especially when you want to hold on the most.
And when it's gone, you know you can never be the same.
Some try to deny it. Some try to forget. Some can't get over it and loose themselves.
And most of us, who have suffered, we break.
We break into dust, where we float away in the wind, where no one can find us. They dont want to find us.
Why would they?
Why would a person try to look for someone shattered.
As someone of great importance said 'Why bother, when they are content with what they do?'
And as of right now, I am content with staying this way. It is much better than people asking if I was fine, or just remebering the way-
No.
I am content.
I am content with staying this way.
Please help me.
They all think I have gone mad... And I am starting to believe them.