Life goes on

I was always so tired even when I slept for over twelve hours and I was always crying even when my mom walked in on me all I could say was that I had something in my eye but how could I really say that you were actually gone and that you were happy and i was still miserable without you how could i say that I still ache when they all think that i’m over it because it’s been over a while now and you’re probably with her and the thought of me probably doesn’t even cross your mind but yet you are all i fucking think about and i hate you for forgetting about me when i cant even seem to forget about you at all

No somos cerdos como tú crees. Somos seres humanos. Creamos dioses y luchamos con ellos; y ellos nos bendicen.