It was hard to think its time

For what- you ask?

To let you go

It will be hard, not for you but for me

It was hard, thinking and hating to myself to hold on or to let go

It was hard crying because every breath I took, I thought of you

I hate being around you

Why- you ask?

It hurts to much

I hate how every thought is you

I hate how every smell is you

I hate how every smile I make, I thank you

It was hard to think its time

I hate to be around you