2019.
We made more promises.
We planed many things.
But we didn't accomplish any of them.
Not even single one.
In February, you asked for a break. For the second time.
I knew it.
When you asked for second time, I knew I'm not there in your heart anymore.
I knew all of the promises you made, you created, you spoke from your mouth was fake and meant to be broken.
I lost myself.
I lost myself when I tried to love you.
We are over.
You met someone new after I posted a picture with another guy in October. It was suspicious.
How can you posted a picture with another person right away after I posted a picture with new guy? As if you've been hiding from me since February.
Both of us moved on from each other?
That was what came in my thoughts.
YUNANATION
A/N: please read from 2015 until 2022.
YOU ARE READING
MY SUICIDE NOTEBOOK
PoésieDedicated to my family to read once I passed away so they understand my pain =) *it's not complete work of mine cuz I will update it each time I realise there's a flaws :') so if there's grammatical error please tell me on msg hehe
