Some dare to let themselves day dream because it is all that they can do, some bury themselves in work.
Some pretend that everything is ok. No, in fact, we all pretend that everything is ok.
Some forgive, because they still love, and it would hurt too much to leave, some do not forgive, because they still love, and it would hurt too much to stay.
Some lie to avoid inflicting pain, some tell the truth, to avoid inflicting pain anyway, later.
Some think it is over, some know it.
Some melt away missing, some do not dare to do so.
Some seek someone to listen "I can't take it anymore", some stay quiet and smile, thinking that if you do not say it out aloud, you do not feel it.
Some still wait for a sign, some have long since shut down their phones, because anyway, who should call, does not, and who does call, does not matter anyway.