Just sometimes

I promised everyone I would be strong and happy. I am now. I really am, but sometimes I just can't help but wonder who/what/where/when/why/how.
No matter what had happened, if you had loved me enough, you never would have walked away from me.

I loved you enough to forgive and forget every single time. You just didn't do the same for me.

Do you have any idea how much hurt I went through/am still going through?
This is the amount of fucks you give.
\_/ oh look, its an empty cup.

I'll be okay when I wake up.