It seems like I've been lying to myself for a while. It seems I've been playing with my emotions, and covering my heart when it tries to reveal the truth. I guess I'm just scared of reality, but I know it will always be there. What I'm afraid of grasping is maybe the truth. You can't force love I've learned, and even if I try to tell myself he loves me still, I'll only be hurting myself with the brutal lie that haunts me. Or maybe I'm afraid of letting go because for so long he was the one who held me up. But I can't depend on something that is slipping away, I can't try to save this, not anymore at least. Yes it was magical when it was happening, but that was the past. The past is hard to look back on, but I know I've got to let go. The only way I can save my heart is moving on, it just hurts so much. I'll always love him, but it's time to forget...
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