it's been almost a year since, yet you still linger in my head. i try my best to lose your image in the maze of my mind but i can't. you might have left me behind already, but i haven't ever since. i remember how we met, quite funny eh? i also remember the night you hugged me tight and told me you loved me too. you were amazing, you were everything i wanted, i couldn't ask for more. on my perspective everything was fine. i don't know about yours. but after a while i noticed you weren't the one i knew. i know there's nothing to it anymore so i backed out. but still, i'm the who's on the losing end. you had a need; you needed to be cared for, you needed to be understood and you needed to be loved. too bad you got tired of me already. like a bird with a broken wing, you only stayed till the wing mended again. maybe i won't be able to understand you. maybe i never will. but you know what? i learned a lot of things about me when we split up. who knew i was capable of loving this much that i would even forget about myself and think only about your own happiness? who knew that in the midst of all the bitterness and pessimism, a love so absolute could exist? i don't know what could have caused you to throw away something i believed that was made to last. i don't know why you lost your love for me, the person who loved you when you even didn't love yourself. i don't know. but it really doesn't matter anymore. sometimes i wish i would forget. forget how much i loved you and how much i gave. but most of the time i'm thankful i met you, a person seems so happy and simple yet so deep and intricate..
it's hard to keep the tears from falling. but you want to be free and i understand that. i hope when all is said and done, one day i will wake up not thinking about you anymore.
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Ika. 14y/o. Freshie. Always bored and hungry. I love T. 08 forever.
