so, why do you keep letting go?

when you lose something you can’t replace.

not even heal yet but you adding some scars and bruises again

think of me once in a while, take care.

we had matching wounds but mine’s still black and bruised and yours is perfectly fine.

i .. without you, i can’t breath properly

i’ve got way too much time to be this hurt. somebody, help its getting worse…

when it hurt, it hurts.

till we meet again, my beautiful pain.

it's hard to say goodbye