Everyday it get's a little easier for me to think of something other than you. You might always be on the back of my mind, but at least you don't consume the entire area anymore... most days.
Everyday I want to be a little more honest. I want to ask the world what it's problem is with me. I want to throw my middle finger up to the universe and smile as I sail through all the adversity... most days.
Everyday I find something to love within myself. I find something about me that I wouldn't change no matter what. I fall in love with this beautiful person every chance I get... sometimes.
Everyday I lie to myself, claiming I am okay. Everyday nothing. It's a big fat never. Never will it all be flawless again. Never can I take back the mistakes. Never will it be the life I could have had. Ever.
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