They say, “If you can’t forget about it then it’s probably worth going after”.
I cannot forget about you.
I think of you every single day.
I think of you when I’m sad.
I think of you even more when I’m happy.
Wishing you were the first to know about my happiness.
I see you often in my dreams.
We share everything about us in my dreams.
With ease, like nothing has happened.
And I wake up with that empty feeling.
I tried my best to let you go.
Because I felt it was what you wanted at that time.
But my instincts makes me feel that I was the one who pushed you away.
I guess we’ll never know who is to be blamed.
You seem to be moving on well with your life.
But your eyes, oh those eyes! They tell me a different story.
I’d rather sit with you in silence for hours and feel great about it later
Than to mumble some niceties to one another like we’re some dumb strangers!
I just don’t know anymore what I want.
To let you go and rot with what Ifs
Or run to you and live in hell for my sins!