He's moving on then why am I not?
As much as it hurts I'm happy for him.
Atleast I believe so.
But if he's moving on then why am I not? Why do I still care so much? Why everything feels so heavy when I think of him? Why do I cry when I should be moving on. I should be moving on like- he is.
But then again, why am I not, moving on?
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Things I never said
De TodoThis is just a collection of my thoughts. I'm writing this so that my mind would be at peace. Reading it can either help you or ruin your mood 😌 I would recommend "not to read" 💃 And yes! There might be some typos or grammatical errors, that's bc...
