Choices

if it's right, why does it feel like crap?
sometimes the hardest things and the right things are the same?
i shouldn't be selfish
it's not just about me, its also about what i can offer

it hurts..
the good times flash-past
the smiles
the laughs
the moments that made it all worthwhile

it hurts..
knowing that this is the begining of the end
no more, no more, no more anything and everything

it hurts..
the memories left behind
in bags and packages
locked up for safe-keeping
for a day where reminiscing won't hurt anymore

it hurts..
remembering.