It seriously was.
I thought im recovering from all this madness and sadness. I thought I was okay. I thought i could move on. I thought i could try and forget you. I thought i could let you go. I thought i'd be okay seeing you with someone else. I thought im strong enough to face this. I thought i can try to not texting or calling you. Or even, to look at your cute and gentleman face. I thought i wont adore you the way i used to. I thought i could try and forget your smell. I thought i could be happy seeing you happy, instead its the opposite cos I just feel that you are happier without me. I thought i could just pretend to be happy.
I thought I could.
But then, it changed when I think about you & make dreams up about us though I know that it will never happen & it is when, i cry myself to sleep.