It's Okay Even If It Hurts
I saw you the other day at the park. You were glowing and I can't remember the last time I've seen you so ecstatic and so happy. Was it because of him? Was he the reason behind that wide grin that I saw you wearing?
You were twirling in his arms and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of regret and envy. I remember the time when I was the person who brought that sweet smile on your face. Now, you probably remember me as the bringer of unwanted memories.
But, I'm okay – It's okay even if it hurts.