I miss talking to you everyday. What happened between us? Did I stop talking or did you? As each day kept passing by, did I ever cross your mind? Looking back now, I've realised how long it's been. 
I wonder why we stopped talking. 
Did we run out of things to say to each other? I just miss you.

There are moments where I just sit down and read our old chat messages, and I’m not reading it for no reason. I’m reading it because I miss you. I miss how we were before. I miss how we talked before, when “hi” was a “Hi” But nowadays, I don’t even get a hi. We don’t even talk like we used too. Obviously we’re drifting apart, and we’re not even nearly as friends. We’re more like strangers that never even talked. The sad part is, I still can’t believe how we ended this way. I’m trying my best to forget you, but the more I try, the more I fail to do what’s best for me. It’s just too much. :(

Sometimes I realize that you weren’t that great. But despite all the things you’ve done, I can’t really deny that I loved you and pretending that I don’t care and you don’t exist is just too hard. I’m not a good actress you know.

When you loved the one who was hurting you, it left you no options. You can’t fight back, you can’t turn away, because even if it hurt so much the fact that the person you loved the most is the reason of it you’ll take the hit. If your heart was all you had to give, how could you not give it? Even if it means watching that beloved one breaks your heart piece by piece.

THERE ISN’T A DAY THAT GOES BY WHERE I DON’T AT SOME POINT THINK OF YOU.

When someone you love break your heart it’s the hardest thing you could ever go through and no matter how much time has passed it never really goes away.

There’ll come a time when you think you’re getting better, but then you get a flashback, or hear a song that reminds you of a memory, and it hits you all over again. All at once, like a stab in the chest, you fall apart for the hundredth time.

And then you’re terrified. Terrified of getting hurt again. But it’s not like it matters anyway. At the end of the day you’re still thinking about the person who broke your heart. You don’t want to miss them anymore. You don’t want to love them anymore. But you know you always will.

You broke my heart.

Do you know how many times I told myself that I need to be stronger? I’ve been putting smile on my face though deep within me all I wanna do is breakdown and cry.

I keep on telling myself that I’m fine though deep inside me, I know I am not.

If you only knew how I wanted to be with you all this time.

If you only knew how hard it is for me to get over you.

If you only knew how many times I’d cried. If you only knew how I stalk your profile just to check if you found somebody new.

It breaks my heart a little bit more each day.

Do you know that I always listen to music that could hopefully heal my heart and to make me stronger?

I pretend to be fine when I’m not.

Do you have any idea how you made me feel all this pain and hurt?

Each and every day of my life carrying these feelings makes me feel sad.

If you only knew what I’ve been thinking, what I am feeling everytime I remember you, you’d cry… you’d cry more than I do. Because it will be impossible for you not to feel it too. because the pain is so intense. It burns. It cuts to the core.

And to think that I have to deal with this pain everyday. That I have to pretend that I don’t have it inside me when in reality it crawls within me, making me want to cry and scream and to beg for you to please ease my pain.

yes, I have this pain everyday.