The aching pain in your stomach when you seem him. The pounding in your head when you remember something. It's those feeling reminding you of what you lost. Saying that's not yours anymore, move on. It's your body's way of saying move on. So as my stomach dropped and head pounded I finally had to say farewell. The tears followed soon after and I ran down the hall. As I told myself to breathe it felt as though every exhale was letting him slip farther and farther out of my life. When the tears stopped I cleaned my makeup and walked into the halls with a huge smile plastered on my face. It was my latest mask, hiding the heartbroken girl underneath. So now I wear that mask when seeing you so happy with her and not me. It's easier to lie than move on. Don't you see that?