moving on
moving on is never easy to do. how does one drop a decade of friendship and almost love and move on? how loud is your silence that it shatters my very being into a million heart broken shards? i was told to move on, i try but i doubt i can ever do it. i loved you too much. i placed too much hope in you and in the fragile our-future-together plans. in your promises to me. i held on to your every words like precious gems. i worked myself raw with the thought of living a lifetime with you. but alas my plans bore no results and your promises is but naught…
but the sun still shines, the world still turns, time still goes neverstoppingforward… and i live my life in a miasma of our memories…
-incubus: love hurts-
.monokhromatic. 
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