We broke up...
No, you broke up with me.
You said you don't love me as much as you loved me before.
But no matter how hard i try to convince you to give another chance for you to regrow your love for me, still you said it's fading.
Finally, i said "ok". because no matter what i will do, a one way relationship is worse than not being entangled anymore.
Painful as it may seems, but i know i have to move on.
Friends helped me pass the time not thinking about you.
But still, in the dead of the night, i am always thinking about you.
I always asked my myself, where did i go wrong?
I built my world around you. But then, i was never enough.
You said that there was no third party involved.
But i wished there was third party involved so that the love i felt for you will be drowned by hate.
Many nights, i woke up from a dream.
I dreamed of you.
Funny part is, it was not the dream that woke me up,
Tears and the sobbing did.
I should be happy that you got your peace of mind now.
I should be happy that you are doing well with your life now.
I should be happy for you.
I should be happy.
But i could not.
The bitter part of it all is... i still love you...