Love is hard

They say It's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
I silently tell myself, as the painful tears begin to fall.
But, who are "they" anyway? How do they know so much?
They aren't here with their hearts breaking, they don't need your touch.
Everyone think that I'm just fine,
that you're the one that's hurting now.
But I am dying deep inside, I need to tell them, but how?
I told you it was over, that I just didn't care anymore.
The truth was I was too scared of everyone else to care if my excuse was poor.
I thought that I'd feel better,
that I was doing what was right.
But I don't think the right thing should leave me sobbing in the night.
My pride has got me tightly, and I don't know what to say.
I just know that I can't do this even one more day.

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