The truth is, it's hard to move on. It's hard to pick up the pieces of your heart and try to put it back together. It's hard to put on a happy face and pretend that it doesn't hurt.
The truth is, that song will always remind me of him, even though I haven't listened to it in five months.
The truth is, it's still hard to go to sleep at night without hearing his voice.
The truth is, he made me happy.
The truth is, I find myself still loving him, still wanting him in my life.
The truth is, I don't want to be without him, but I am.
The truth is, I thought he was the one.
The truth, is it's over.
The truth is, it's hard to move on, but I will anyway.
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