I'm trying really really hard. There are times when I don't even think about it anymore, but then there are days like today, when I can't even talk to anyone because it still hurts
so much. I know that I will never understand. Ever. And I'm trying to be at peace with that, but I'm not. In the short story I'm writing there's a comparison I made that kind of illustrates the way I'm feeling. Actually the whole story does, to an extent. But you will get to read it when it's done. Not yet.
Just because I couldn't say doesn't make me a liar
I noticed a change in the tone of your voice
It's so clear
My role in this mess
Is not something that I can be proud of
But it's all gonna change
Yes, it's all going to change.
I'm in a Snow Patrol mood tonight.