faith for the broken .
I see when men love women. They give them but a little of their lives. But women when they love give everything.
I feel sick and upset when I remember those days when we took our little firsts. And now, we just go on, on our own.
That’s how you move on. Forgetting. Some memories are just too much to handle. Leave them all behind. Move on, even if it hurts, even if it seems impossible. Just move on.
When someone we love hurts us, if we still love them, we deal with it and we move on.