Black and White
I think the hardest thing was to move on. I had cared so much, I wanted to see him everyday. Sometimes after you get so use to someone you become attached. When you become attached its beautiful thing however, when it ends it can be one of the most brutal things one can go through. It’s almost as if you’re going through a withdraws of the person. You know you want to see them, hear from them, and hold them physically. The only thing is the moment you let them back you already broke one recovering piece of yourself. You’re only asking for the rest of them to be broken.















