Forgetting is the mind's way of helping you heal. Helping you move on.
I can't promise you forever, because that's not long enough.
It ain't the end of the world, you know. Just the end of what you knew.
One breath at a time. One day at a time. Wake up, and be shredded. Cry for a while. Then stop crying and go about your day. You're not okay, but you're alive, and you will be okay, someday.
Just remember, you never know what's possible until you risk finding out.
Hands are the medium of expression, as eyes are the windows to the soul.