Its Hard and Hurt

when I have to realize that since the day it will all be different.
all is not the same as the last.
when everything is staying the story and all of this is only a story of sweet memories, and I can only remember him here.
all that I've been proud of, I fought for and keep my hopes seemed meaningless when it is only a hope.
love that had been make me survive and be happy.
he is present and carries a million happiness, but now just leave it in the form of happiness a million memories.
This sick, because until now I still choose to live in the memories and hope to survive on flakes began to disappear.
when I have to keep all that affection could no longer be delivered,
when all the flavors are simply ignored and killed trying slowly, how crowded should believe what is still the expectation itself.Without this sense he wants anymore.
how my ego is too big to force him to accept and look back on all of this struggle? how much I want to be appreciated.
and slowly I tried to accept all without actually I know what I have to thank. If you also sacrifice your feelings to release all of this, I do not lose slumped dear .. believe me ..