Sometimes you find out that what you have worked for so hard is no longer valued.
Sometimes people lie and it just really hurts to know that you are so in the dark.
Sometimes you hear a song on the radio and it takes your breath away with the memories.
Sometimes you know that things can't stay the way they are, no matter how hard you fight to hold on to the past.
Sometimes, things hurt so much you can't bear it.
But sometimes, you find a pair of monkey slippers on your pillow after a horrible day, and you know you are loved.
And that, sometimes, is all that really matters.