Letter to myself, letter to you.

My motivation and passion always seems to fade away so easily.. Sometimes too easily.

But it was never that way with you. Things were different. We were different.

I always used to say to myself that there ain't no woman like the woman that I got. I was right, and I hate that.

Within you, I would lose my self. And without you, I found myself wanting to be lost again.

Nothing seemed right without you there.

I never wanted to let you go. I held onto you so tight..

But then i realized that I was holding onto something that didn't exist anymore.

As time went on, I realized that the person that I missed didn't exist anymore either.

You think you know somebody.. And then they surprise you.

I've learned that people can't change the truth, but boy, can the truth change people.

Where'd we go wrong? Where'd I go wrong?

We could wish all day that things didn't change, but they did.

You know what I hate? I hate that you had something perfect right in front of you.. A person who would have done anything for you, yet you chose the person who constantly broke your heart every chance they got. You had something perfect, why'd you take it for granted?

The cruelest thing is false hope, and you were full of it.

You left. And when you did, I lost myself.

The worst thing about falling apart is that humans can do it so silently.

I learned that if you numb the pain for a while, it'll make it worse when you finally feel it again.

It never ends.