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My feelings are so mixed up.Why can't i stop thinking about her?
If time really heal all wounds, this wound isn't small.
Would i have gotten her back if I hold on and fight? Would i be happier if I had said no?
Every time my phone vibrated, i would sub-consciously hope that its her.
Every time i see her tweets, her tumblr posts and even her name, my heart skipped a beat.
I can't even look at her in the eyes, her eyes, is the killer.
How, time, are you going to heal all these?