...i can't be sure of what i was expecting, really. To be expecting some kind of...emotion? Or maybe even some kind of silly happiness: The kind you feel after finding an old friend randomly down the street. Anyways, i was probably foolish in expecting any kind of anything after a year of silence.
Funny, because i used to be crazy about you. Absolutely crazy about you. Now, i feel...nothing. Nothing at all...and it's little scary.
Exactly a year ago i wished you the same wish...but i did not dare say more. What more should i pursue when i am a man with nothing? What right have i?
Today, the same words...but more. Because i am a little more capable of handling things, handling life now.
...and you're still the expert conversation killer as in the past...actually i kind of doubt you still remember who i am...and that's all the cue i needed to know that it is time to leave.
Thank you for being there during university - It was a lot more bearable talking to you. About everything.
Thank you for being willing to even go out for me - those were my first so i gotta apologise to you for some weird gestures? I was trying to impress you, i swear.
Thank you very much for everything - At a point, that's what you were to me. Everything.
I wish the best for you in life - Because you deserve every single drop of success and happiness.
Take care of yourself from here on out, milady. I loved you...but i love you no longer.
P.S. Yeah yeah, drama; melo-drama blah blah blah. I put this here because i know you don't check your facebook at all...but if you ever do...hope you can at least have a smile. Goodbye for realz now.
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