over it

you don't know how much it hurts. and you'll never know. because i'll never tell you. 

so instead i'm going to stop hurting. because either way you could care less. 

so i'll care less. 

i'm over it. 

*and suddenly, she was. runny mascara and all, she dried her tears*

the future

       yes it's sad.

and yes, you're gone now.

and yes i hate that i'll never be the same.

and yes, it's hard giving you up.

                                          but i'll find another.

and he'll love me more.

and he'll see me clearer.

and he'll never be gone.