The eleventh of every month used to mean so much to me. Now, it's just like any other day in the calendar. 

 

No matter what, I'm thankful to have spent 3 wonderful years of my life with you. You're really mature and you knew when to give me space. Even my maid approves of you. But things happen for a reason, doesn't it?

 

Maybe we were just not meant to be. This is not the first time that we broke up. No, I'm not hoping for us to get back because I know how much you deserve someone else just like how I do. There would no point forcing something that didn't work twice. I hope that you've moved on without any problems and I hope you'll always be safe. Whenever I see your tweets, I know you have yet to move on. So I pray hard that you move on soon enough. 

 

Though sometimes, I can't help but wonder if your 'forever' was just a lie? How can the break up be easy for you? You just said "oh okay" when I brought it up? Why did you not fight for it? The answers.. I will never know. 

 

 

Emotional night yet again. I should probably sleep it off.