A part of me wants an answer, but a part of me doesn't wanna know. A part of me wants to know why, but a part of me is afraid of the answer or the silence that follows. A part of me wants to keep holding on, but a part of me wants to let you go.
And in all honesty, a part of me has let go.
I gave up hoping everyday that today might just be the day.
Not today, not tomorrow, not the day after.
I'm back from the hiatus. Decided that I shouldn't be running away from reality. What happened has happened. What's lost is gone. Whoever left has left. My world fell apart. So what? The sun still shines. It still rises from the same blue sky. Things have changed around here but my life still goes on.
I'm not strong enough for this but God gave me the strength. I'm a little closer to okay as everyday goes by, and thank God for that.