Every photo, every attempt at a smile seems to hide, and exaggerate a sense of happiness that remains in a place of nonexistence. 

See, my happiness left when the love I still felt tore my heart into pieces without warning, I was unprepared. 

Unprepared to stay, unprepared to leave, unprepared for love to stare me in the face and lie to me again. 

See, I had what I thought was enough to survive. I’d move on and never think these thoughts again, because the past was just that… The past, behind me, to never remember, to be learned from..  

Oh, the lessons taught were those to harden hearts, refute love, never trust again because … Yes, it hurt, the pain was unbearable, and I never thought I’d be ready to try again … Until you.