It was difficult at first, more than I will admit
It was burdensome
But after accepting it,
It makes me too sorrowful
Honestly, this is the truth
There is no use is trying to hold on to the scattered pieces
It will only break my heart
But as I continue living like this
I wonder what the point of living is
Sometimes, I stand inside the same memory with you
I'm frozen in time with you
How is the separation?
Was it just enough for you to endure?
Since you were prepared for it?
Was it less painful? What about love?
Is it worth doing again?
Honestly this is my truth
I'm just afraid
This is all that I can say
I repeat to myself the words that let you go
They will never be able to reach you, the words that let you go