Clearly, bygones will be bygones.

If you decide to leave a person and not look back, don't expect him to be idly standing there when you look behind your shoulder. Don't expect him to wait for you with open arms when you regret and come running back to him.

Remember, that while you were in the bliss of leaving him behind, you were tearing him apart inside. 

I think it's only fair that now, while he's having the time of his life, you are the one breaking and crumbling inside. It's only fair, right? 

I'd like to think that.

Sometimes when I lie down on my bed and stare at my ceiling, I wonder where I would be with him. I wonder if we'd be an inseparable duo - like Tom and Jerry, Batman and Robin, or Kermit and Miss Piggy. I wonder if we'd be living together now, or if we'd be travelling the world one city at a time. 

I wonder if we'd be together and in love?