It’s terrible having emotions counting the love to hold much of it.

Every time I am ditched for the love I pour out. Every time I am replaced. It’s so hard for me to replace them, so hard to even forget them.

The time finds it so hard to make me heal out of it. I cry aloud every time this happens.

I throw myself into depression. Things won’t help except they are disappearing out of my brain which seems to be a long-term course into depression and sadness.

So, listen to the best of songs, work hard to win your life and fuck those who left you!