fineshrine

you probably have no ideia I spent almost all my time thinking about us. today is your birthday. I don’t want to send you a text. why should I contact the person that didn’t even want to know if I was ok? why should I care about someone that don’t like me? unfortunately I can’t help it. I still like you. I thought I was over you yet here I am writing shit while you’re with her. how could you forget so easily the moments we spend together? I was so sure the chemistry between us was strong. but it was just an illusion. I will never see you or hug you or kiss you again. only in my mind when we are still together and perfect and happy. in reality I’m lonely, tired and confused. i can’t wait to fall in love again but you made everything harder. It’s hard to find someone that makes me fell like I could touch the sky. love is a fucking bitch, it isn’t?

 this is my last letter to you. It was a bittersweet illusion but now I let it all go. or at least I’ll try.