Raising the white flag

After a whole sequence of disappoinents
I give myself up
Won't search anymore for what I cannot find
I regret my foolish heart to allow itself to be so open to get hurt
Wish I could learn how to harden it, but the more it hurts louder is the pain.
Wish I could just silence it down
And walk quietly along the way with my mended soul without memories or regrets.
Running away is never the right answer
It got me to just create a bigger mess that the one I was
It's not just a matter of finding someone new, or to try to tranfer how I fell
I am not ready to move on
It is something I have to give my own time
No one replaces other
And that was my biggest mistake all along
Try to forget and ease the missing in the arms of others which never meant anything than a failed effort to diminish the pain and the abscence of a true love.
A sequence of frustrating lies.
Things like this cannot be compared.