to move on..

i havent cry in years as i cry last night, is the hardest way of cry, full of sorrow and a miserable way of look at the problem.
so i cant said it was easy to end as we did.
somehow i feel empty, just how i felt before i meat him. lonely.
if i could just make time go back!.. but i guess we cant do this because of a stronger fotce that doesnt
want us to change the future in order to things stay as "is suposed to be".

well imnot sure if this is the yas i want it to be..
i know this i not the best desition but i want to feel good such as i know he deserves to be happy, as well.
to break that something you are used to.., that something i used to called love. but what is love anyway?
i believe is that aweful feeling that keep you atached to the pass and what things used to be like.

i have to say, i was sure the end was closed. if im honest our relationship was at the edge of happyness making it a never endless pain.

to move on after a break up is as hard as wake up for school.. yeah .HARD.
im not sure of how many days, weeks or years im going to take to cross over (sure, i know im talking as i was dead) .
so whats next? i can barely remember how does it feel to be alone.
is that strange way of look at life,.. just empty .___.

recognize the ache of a broken heart is a decrease of love. that word again LOVE it will be easier if taht word could just be gone.
if i could forget! every single moment i felt like i was understanding that misarable thing LOVE.

it doesnt matter where i look at, those memories are always there..
hounting me!