Confused, but I'm glad that I'm moving on with life without, though I'm taking quite some time. Only when I drink, it'll make me sober, making me missing you so so much. Guess you'd already move on with your life without me long ago. I regretted being so possessive. You've already left me, never turning back for me anymore.
I must tell myself that you won't be there to give me bear hugs, telling me sorry when we're both at fault, whispering to my ears, telling me that everything's gonna be alright. Whispering to me, "I love you". No more crazy times with you, no more sad faces, happy faces, angry faces, crazy faces anymore. Those days where we'll behave like kids when we're in our own world, though nobody understand us. Those days where you'll look into my eyes and pat my head. Days when you'll surprise me with a chip&dale soft toy, even when I'm angry with you. Remember you'll always clean my mouth after meals we had together? Whenever you're sick, I'll be worried, guess not anymore. No more cooking for you, no more meals together, no more late nights. No more watching shows together.
We'd made a promise, to be there for each other, be it happy or sad, but not anymore. Lies you made, I choose to forgive, because you were the best at that moment, to me. Going thru everything with you, was what I'd enjoyed the most. You've once lit up my life, showing me what's true love, what's the feeling like of being loved. You were so good to me, I miss last year's today. Now you're gone.
Everything's so near, yet so far. No more 25th. If you ever happen to read thru this, this what's in my heart after the break up. All the best for you, takecare.
