What hurts the most...

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house

that don’t bother me.

I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out.

I am not afraid to cry every once in a while.

There are days every now and again I pretend I am okay,

But that’s not what gets me.

What hurts the most was

…being so close

…and having so much to say

…and watching you walk away

... Rascal Flatts