Here I am again… on the market of lonely hearts.
I feel weird , like a part of me died, but also i feel the need of going on, holding my head up high.
It’s not an easy thing for me…people expect me to be strong and to never suffer, but I just don’t know how to do it…
I won’t replace you, you know who…. I think u are so unique that no one could ever take your place. But I need to go on. Don’t worry, my heart it’s empty, just like u left it. I’m not sure anyone will fill the void inside, as I don’t think love will come my way soon again.