It's hard to force myself to be happy put on a smile,
when all I can think about is you.
These flashbacks now haunt me.
Flashbacks of good times and that day when I lost you.
I'm not ashamed to cry once and awhile.
Even though going on still upsets me.
Going on means forgetting and I don't want to forget.
There's only so much heartbreak I can go through.
I'm beginning to reach my limit.
It's hard to keep this charade up.
I wish I could be strong but I'm beginning to break.
Everyday I go carry this burden of regret, sadness.
What hurts the most was never saying goodbye.
You never really knew how much you were my rock.
And that I never really understood how much you meant to me until you were gone.
