It’s a constant battle, a war between remembering and forgetting.
I don’t like the memories because the tears come easily and once again a break my promise to myself today. I said I wouldn’t cry and i was just going to love myself, but every song on the radio reminds me of you. And the radio has a way of playing music you aren’t really in mood of at that particular time but well, here we are. It’s not meant to be all smooth. One day at a time.