1:09 AM

Saying goodbye is the hardest thing I've ever done.
Losing you,
felt like I was losing the world.
But I couldn't understand
why I fought for so long,
even after everything that had been said and done.
I couldn't see that I was fighting for something
that was already gone.

You own the piece of me i'll never get back.
You hold the piece of me
that makes me whole.
So now i'm left with a choice
I struggle to make:
Live a life without you,
incomplete;
or to let it all go,
let you walk back in,
making me whole, but yet broken, once again.

-B. Imperadeiro. 

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