**Sigh**

People keep pushing me towards ending something I know can be too good to give up. Sometimes I'm happy and aren't those small precious moments enough? It's too hard and it's gone on for so long that to bring it all crashing down around me would be pointless and painful. They say from the outside that I'm in pain now and that walking away from this is so much better and that the pain would subside eventually, but I don't see it. I see bumps on the road, ones conquered and ones that remain and I believe if I stay just a little while longer maybe, just maybe, it'll all smooth over and stay long forgotten in the rear view.