Bruised but Happy
Someone once told me I can make my own happiness
He also told me happiness comes with a price
When you find some one who brings you to both reality and fantasy
It get hard when you have to navigate yourself
When you go your day, and tell you self everday "I'm okay. I'm okay. I'll be okay." before doing anything. It begins to feel like nothing. Or I'm starting to feel nothing. Maybe I'm numbing myself enough. That's good. Right?
I deleted his photos. Took one last look at them before I did. Will I ever forget the the features on his face? The nights I've run my fingers on his face, feeling every detail, shape and bone cause I never want to forget it. Memorizing it, evaluating my favourite features. Never thought there would be a day where I want to just lay down do nothing and just stare at someone's face. Maybe he was right. We were too content and not moving forward. Is there anything else in life I need to achieve though? I never felt I was being hold back. Even if he was mine or not, I never let that stop me from doing what I want.
When you thought you can drink to forget but then you forget you drink responsibly so you can't forget.