Just thinking of some angels...

I'm always the strong one. The one who can handle it. The one who wants to be able to pick everyone up but it doesn't mean I don't hurt. It doesn't mean I don't miss the same people. I miss people that have left this earth just as much as everyone else I've just learned to not show it. Sometimes I hurt so bad I don't want to wake up because I'm afraid that today I will remember less of them. I just wish people would realize sometime that I hurt too and that even though I don't say it or talk about it I miss others too.