Jan 30, 2013
- For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone.
People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.
I'm holding on to something that used to be there hoping it will come back, knowing it won't.
I'm tired of trying, sick of crying, I know I've been smiling, but inside I'm dying.
I won't look back. I won't regret. Though hurts like hell. Someday I will forget.
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
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