**Venting to myself. Ignore this if you
want**
I can't keep pretending I will be okay because truth is I
won't. I won't be happy. Ever. Well, for not a long time
at least. I can't say I don't feel hurt, I'd be lying
if I said I was fine but I guess everything don't always come
out perfect.
Wishing for someone you did have at one point in time is hard,
but knowing you will never going to have them again is even
harder. Life sucks, and I just realized that it will get
harder.
I feel so alone. When I had you by my side, I could have done
anything. But what am I going to do now? I guess I'm just
going to have to find out.