With every word whispered we get more far away.

It hurts and it lingers.

It won't stay for long, I know.

But the more I think about it, the more it pierces my already broken self.

And I can't help it.

I just can't.

So what's the point of even blogging about it?

I just want to get it out of my chest, again.

Or maybe I just want to get that person out of one part of my chest.

I want to forget.

Or not.

I just want things to happen, certain things.

Maybe it's too much.

Or maybe it's too subtle.

I don't know.

I just don't know.

Song of the day: Nothing Lasts Forever - Maroon Five.