it's
not the
break-up
that
hurts;
it's the post trauma that follows it.
It's going to school and seeing your locker all alone with no
one waiting for you.
It's walking to your classes alone hugging your books not
knowing how to move on.
It's waking up and checking your cell phone
for the message that isn't there.
It's seeing him laughing and being happy, while you can just
barely breath on your own.
It's like starting your life over again,
and you have no idea where to
begin.
