It is easier to run from the truth. The past. Than to face it. How a few years can go by so fast.
All the bad memories hidden behind the smile of today's new shopping list. Not today, no bloody fist.
So you buy whatever you can to make you forget. Afraid that your decision would push you to regret.
You buy gifts, clothing, food to make everyone smile, the relief to hide the ache just for a while, while you wipe your tears before you go to sleep. What is your sleep? eyes wide open until your alarm clock beeps.
You hide your pain when you look at people who are genuinely happy. For that few seconds you do forget.
Ashamed of...