I had to be strong without you, because you were my strength and you left me. I was strong right after you left, but I grew weaker and weaker without you. You kept hurting me and tearing me down after you left.
Wouldn't people wonder what you were smiling about. If you stopped reacting negatively and started believing things will get better and rise above their petty taunts? They would get nastier at first, in an attempt to get you to react. But eventually the