They said I have to move on. I have to take it easy. But they don't understand. They said I'll be fine in few days. It's been a week and I can't even move on. And I realised that million words wouldn't bring you back, I know. Because I tried. Neither would a million tears.. I know, because I cried.
But I guess I've learned something from this. You can't have something that is not yours. And you don't always get what you want. So I know I have to let go. And I'm trying. Well I guess I can live with it. I'll be fine..
I'll cherish everything that we had. You're a good friend. A good brother too. Maybe that's why it's hard to let go. Because of everything we had, for the whole 6 years.
Well, this is the first time in my life, I let a guy hurt me this bad. Unexpected. Or maybe it's not that bad. Because I didn't hate you. I can't hate you. Maybe I just don't know how to.
