:'(

Sometimes, you just gotta accept the fact that those bad boys who dump you, they're the one who gives you the best memories, even though they hurt you billions of times.

& it hurts, to keep thinking about them, but I just can't help it.

Honestly, I've been thinking about you for the past few days, & I know I shouldn't.

Remembering the times you made me smile, laugh, cry.

Remembering the touch of your hands intertwined with mine.

Remembering the touch of your lips.

Remembering the sound of your voice on the phone.

Remembering the times you always tease me.

& now, it's gone.

We don't talk anymore, & we just pass by each other awkwardly,

like as if we have never existed in each other's life before.

I wish we could be like last time, when we were still friends.

I miss talking with you.

I miss laughing to your jokes.

I miss the sound of your voice.

I miss seeing your crazy self.

I miss it when you teased me.

:'(

Though, this doesn't mean that I want you back. No, I don't.
This doesn't mean that I still love you. No, I don't.

You've moved on, & so do I.

You have your previous life back, & so do I.

You have your friends, I have mine.

I guess this is the way it's supposed to be.

But, I'll be thankful if we were to start all over again, and be friends.

Like we used to before.