Growing up and moving away from the people you knew and loved feels so weird. It's like,
i know everything that breaks your heart and exactly the way it breaks, so much so that I can trace every crack and put it back piece by piece
But we're on different paths now as the wheel of time takes us to different ends, i can't be around to watch your heart shatter nor to put it back
But know one thing, that even from miles away, i remember the way your heart breaks, and i remember how to put it back together just as easily as i remember to breathe



























