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!