Heavy hearts that are broken, crying painful tears. We never think about it, but this is what we fear. Holding on to the memories, hoping for the best. Thinking "what if"? but it only adds to the stress. Trying to forget love is harder than imagined, and holding on only makes the situation tragic. Trying to smile, but if they loved you they would see the pain. Unless they think your fine because they used the word love in vain. It's over. Things aren't the same, but this struggle of moving on is forcing my heart to remain and reject the change.