So I'm climbing up on three years since leaving my life and love behind. At what point does it stop hurting? I'm starting to think that it never will. I meet so many people who are somewhere mid-heartbreak and I don't feel like I see that they are moving on much either. They are at least able to move on to other people. I want to be able to do that too, I think that about 70% of the time. The rest I think, "Why the fuck do I want to open myself up to more of this pain?"
That's it. Just what's on my mind. I woke up with Steve Perry singing in my head and off I went.
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