I want to hate you , to call you selfish and cruel
I wish you didn’t care at all, that you were just like all the others
It would be easier if we both didn’t care
But we do, so it hurts, so it makes things awkward and uncomfortable
Good.
Pain makes things real and worth it and helps us grow
A door has closed
A new one has opened
Life’s not easy and neither are these battles
But we’ll come out if it all so much better in end
Nothing good ever comes easy
