“I wish you know that it still
hurts. That I am still broken. That there is still a part of me that aches and
yearns for you. I wish you know that this kind of pain is not something you
forget about as time passes by; you learn to live with it instead. I wish you
know that your words still haunt me in my sleep. I can still hear your I love
you’s and wonder how you could say them to me only to turn your back on them
moments later. I guess I can never move on from you. I might live in a
different city, meet different kinds of people, engage in various hobbies but
you would always own a part of me. A part of me will always remember you.”
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