Reality bites but I know I got to pick up the pieces of my broken self. I know it is really tough and may even be tougher than I thought. I have to pick up the pieces and move on. But, no matter what baby, you’re always part of that moving on. Though you’re not around you’re always deep in my heart. Yea, moving on doesn’t mean there’s a need to forget every single thing about you. I know it means living with your memories and they become sweeter each day.