Sep 3, 2025
How I moved on from you #3
I liked someone else— tried, at least.
And it was fun and refreshing. To meet someone new. To get to know someone else. To be happy and sad for someone else and with someone else. It made me believe I was over you... I was happy.
But things just had to go back to zero and universe had to humble me. I saw you and I immediately knew. I knew it's still you.
You weren't the ideal but you became my standard. So I stopped hoping for love— hoping I'd stop wishing for yours too.
p.s. "What If I Never Get Over You?" by Lady Antebellum kept me at night.
-vena
