But going too fast hurts too.
Turning back hurts.
Staying still hurts so much more.
Lonely nights hurt.
But early mornings are so much worse. They bring tears.
A phone without notifications hurts.
So does a ringing phone. It brings along empty conversations.
Pretending to be ok hurts.
Laying my heart bare hurts so much more.
So does parting. And holidays bring both.
So does silence.
And I don’t know why.