we broke up.

We broke up, but the sky is still blue, we broke up, but the sun is still setting, we broke up, but the birds are still singing, we broke up, but everything is still the same. Well, my heart wants to die, but everything else feels the same. Well, my mind can’t find the answers to the questions that keep wandering through it, but everything is still the same. Well, my stomach will forget what it feels like to eat, but it’s okay. Losing myself in music and alcohol, losing myself in cigarettes and tears, long nights of screaming in pillow, long days of faking the smile.

We broke up, but whatever, yeah? I always knew that everything happens for a reason, I just have to live with it, because someday it will get better. I should just fake a smile, pretend to be okay, never cry in front of somebody, be positive, be strong.

I can't.

 but I moved on because I deserve someone better.