so many broken pieces that get harder & harder to fix.

I never thought it would be this hard.

It must take more time to get over.

I thought I would be fine.

It must be the optimism talking.

I can never look at her picture and contain myself.

It must be the thoughts I know will come to mind.

I don't notice the tears streaming down my face.

It must have something to do with me tuning everything else out.

I never had anyone to teach me so many things.

It must be why I still don't know so much.

I try to be okay.

It never works out how I want.

I try not to let it take me over.

It always does anyway.

I can see that so many people don't understand.

It's true.

I don't know what else to say.

It's over and done with.

And yet I still feel the exact same way that I did 5 years ago.