When I'm out I feel ok .. Maybe cuz I'm distracted maybe cuz I don't wanna show my weakness pain  .. But when I'm home my heart breaks .. I don't want to start over .. I miss the old us .. But when I'm home alone thinking my heart breaks .. The memories sad bad happy fun,  I didn't & did enjoy them .. But when I think of what hurts & Bothers me alone in my home is where I'm at crying a stream of tears cuz my heart just keeps breaking more & more with every thought.. I can't fix it but I can't let others see my weakness pieces so they can enjoy my pain.. so I hold all the pieces in a ball in my palm & Hide my pain & fears & only let em go when I'm alone In my home & I fell comfortable to scream cry break down & let my heart break..