Life is complicated because you are.

Life is not easy because you're asking for something more than simple.

You're afraid of losing because you're not giving and thus you know you don't deserve it.

You thought you have recovered until you realised your tears wet your cheeks, unconsciously.

You thought it wouldnt be that difficult until you realised how much you loved, and being loved.

 Letting off your hands, it was never easy. And I am still not strong enough to handle.

You know both of you were not made for each other. You know there is someone else at the position.

 You are happy for him, you wish he would have grabbed his happiness.

But your wound, it wouldnt heal.  

All the evidences of how deep both have loved all the while, they all turned blades, that cut over and over again. 

I cannot do any further but never, ever allow these to happen once more.