It's okay, honestly. I'll move on from this. When people

It's okay, honestly. I'll move on from this. When people walk out of your life all the time you get kinda used to it. Getting over it becomes a routine. I can tell you exactly how long it will be until the tears arrive, or how many nights I'll lay awake ^{wondering what I did wrong}. And even though I know it's going to hurts like hell I also know _{I'll make it out alive.}