I don't know. I think I'm over it. I'm over the fact that what we had is no longer here. As much as I didn't want it to happen, it had to. I can't love you, again. A love that was once yearned for. The kind of love I wanted. Just gone, in thin air. It's silly how I think of the memories from time to time and smile. He was the miracle that saved me from hopelessness. It was like God gave me the sign that I found him. I'll admit, I'm a hopeless romantic. I long for a love that will never grow old, an adventure that will never end, and a hope that we can fulfill our dreams together. I never think short-term, because what's the point? Why waste time with something temporary when you can spend it with someone for a lifetime? And in him, I found him. I thought I found that someone who will stay, but I don't know what happened..
It's been months. I'm driving to who knows where. A couple glances to my passenger seat to see if you're sitting there, listening to me, staring at me as I drive. But you're no longer there. It's 2:04 a.m. and this lonely freeway is the only distance that's keeping me away from you. I don't know. Your exit is coming up. Should I go see you, or should I keep going straight? I don't know anymore.
