If I were going to pick between nighttime or daytime. I would pick nighttime. Why? Because that is the most peaceful time for me. The way i just lay my back and relax my body in my bed. It seemed relaxing but the truth is, it is stressing me mentally. I have noticed that when night comes and I'm already heading to sleep, I would think about random things. Everything that happened to my day, the things that I did. The things that i went wrong. The people that i have interacted. Everything that comes to my head, I will think about them until my drowsiness has beaten me. And that is my routine every night.
I have experience thinking of someone. That one person that made me think of her even she didn't do anything. I always have this thoughts and illusions. All the great moments we have. The appreciations and compliments. Everything about her until I close my eyes smiling and hoping for the better days coming.
But now thinking her have confused me. I was like hurt or i don't know if I'm just acting I'm in pain. I'm convincing myself everytime that it's fine. The day have come and she have someone who's now fulfilling the happiness she have been needing after a painful stage of moving on. I should be happy right? Or shouldn't I? Yeah I think I should. My mind wants this but my heart couldn't agree. It was like, I'm feeling that everything that happened was not right. Or I can't just accept it? Yeah I guess.
Now the tables have turned. I'm the one who needs to move on. But it's not easy to do it. But I'll try to accept. Since in this story I'm the main character or I should say I'm just the only one who keeps on telling stories and creates everything that I thought would work? Yeah exactly. Maybe letting go was more important than projecting a fantasy that a relationship could have been.
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How Can I Move On, When I'm Still In Love With You
Short Storyno one knows-she knows and I was fcked up😵💫