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“Change is never easy, you fight to hold on, and you fight to let go.” 

My silence doesn't mean I am not okay. 

I just want to absorb everything and let it sink into my heart until I am used to the vacancy I feel. 

My teary eyed doesn't mean I feel empty. 

I am just sad because goodbyes be it for while or forever leaves a dull ache inside. 

My vacant stare doesn't mean I am hurting. 

I am just foreseeing what it is like tomorrow and the many next day. 

My loud sigh doesn't mean I won't be okay.

I am just accepting everything.