remember the nights when i cried so much because it hurts missing you?
or wishing you would text me because you’re all i think of when the tough gets going…
gathering up all my courage to give you a message because i still have a glimpse of hope that we might have a chance after all…
or secretly stalking your profile just to find out how you were doing…
but as time passes the feelings kind of diminished, slowly fading away and finally gone with time.
they say time heals everything and it’s true. although i took forever to get over it and i once thought i can never move on.
i finally did and it feels good to feel indifferent whenever i see your name appearing on my screen. and you coming back into my life is not a good idea. we can never be friends, and i’d appreciate it if you make yourself scarce like you did 4 years ago.
thank you for being a part of my life even for a very short period of time. it was really great knowing you, but it’s such a pity that we can’t remain as friends. i don’t hate you honestly, i just don’t want to be implicated into another episode of unnecessary thread of uncertainty, or rather, allowing history to repeat itself. i won’t put myself through it again, i’ll never let it happen.
i wish you success in everything you do, and hope i don’t see you again. but if we do, please avoid me or pretend like you don’t know me at all. that will minimise the awkwardness between us for i don’t wish to even have any eye contact with you.
i don’t know if you will ever come across this post but if you do, that’ll be great. thanks for the memories, goodbye.