It's like when you break up with a person and that night the only reason you can get to sleep is because you're dead tired from crying, and you keep waking up in the middle of the night, and it hits you all over again what just happened. And the whole next day at work or school or whatever you try to think of anything, focus on anything, sing any song to keep your mind off of the thoughts that keep racing (can't find enough of anything to drown out what you said). But honestly nothing makes those thoughts go away until they're ready to go away. It's like you want to hate the person for breaking you're heart, but then sometimes those little memories are what keep you alive everyday. Even though it kills you to remember, they're too sweet to not think of.
It's like when you break up with a person and that night the only reason you can get to sleep is because you're dead tired from crying, and you keep waking up in the middle of the night, and it hits you all over again what just happened. And the whole next day at work or school or whatever you try to think of anything, focus on anything, sing any song to keep your mind off of the thoughts that keep racing (can't find enough of anything to drown out what you said). But honestly nothing makes those thoughts go away until they're ready to go away. It's like you want to hate the person for breaking you're heart, but then sometimes those little memories are what keep you alive everyday. Even though it kills you to remember, they're too sweet to not think of.