So it's been 3 weeks since I'm back.
I would like to think I've been moving on rather progressively.
Getting used to being alone, being independent, being without you...
I don't know why words like 'you'll always have a place in my heart' still streak my eyeliner but I know it's almost impossible to revive the love and laughter we shared.
Maybe I'm numbed, maybe you made it too easy for me to walk away by hurting me so bad, or maybe I'm just starting not to see a point in it all anymore but just maybe... And just maybe, I still love you. A lot. Deep down...
Cause your words still touch my heart, cause your laughter still makes me smile, cause when I read others, I still think about 'us' - how picture perfect it was and what could've been.
Sometimes I still question 'why' but I don't cry at every thought anymore. I'm learning to be glad for the things we once had, to forgive but not forget.
It may seem contradictory to put moving on and reminiscing on the same line but you know it's cause no matter how far, you'll always be a part of me.

'We' live forever in photographs and memories - always, always - as promised.

Maybe one day I'll find her who loved me, again.
For now, goodbye to you who left me.
x o x o