Change.

Why do people have to change?
Why do relationships have to weaken?
Why do we have to grow apart?
Why do things always get in the way of perfection?
Of happiness?
So many questions,
Where are the answers?

Livvie.

A year has past, and yet I can't seem to get over it.
A year has past, and yet I can still feel the pain.
I can still feel the regret, in the pit of my soul.
I can still remember every single thing that you said.
Back then, being happy seemed so easy.
But neither one of us were truly happy.
In fact, I don't think we knew what that even was.
Moving on, and growing up has been hard.
Seeing you happy, has made me happy.
But has also made that ghost come back to haunt me.
The ghost of my past.
Looking back, I can't even believe I was that person.
The guilt in my eyes.
The lies in my eyes.
The hurt,
And the pain.
In yours.
But I have forgiven myself.
And honestly, forgiving myself was harder than forgiving you.
Because it hurt when you gave up on me.
But there really was no hope.
Now, it's a different story.
You're different,
I'm different.
Those scars don't hurt as much,
But they will always be there.
And so will I.