sometimes, just sometimes.

this photo is blurred because I don't want him to be known.

home alone. just feeling a little forever alone. Y U NO ACCOMPANY ME?! ;D

and it's these kind of times that my head revert back to when I was 17.

back to when I thought everything was perfect (hypothetically).

when the pieces to my world would fall in perfectly just like how my fingers fit perfectly in between his.

but then,

sometimes, things don't happen the way you want it to be.

i have no intention whatsoever to call him mine for the second time.

that intention died months ago.

"It's hard to forget someone whom you've imagined spending your forever with"

"Trying to forget someone you love(d) is like trying to remember someone you never met"

exactly. this.

just this. nothing more.

I've moved on. But walking away is hard.

You've got to understand, he was once my everything and now I've got nothing.

Nothing at all.

But face it, everyone is going to through that moment in life where you'll think

"He was supposed to be the one"

p/s: anybadeh wanna congratulate me on staying single for one year? YEAH BABY YEAH! *sounding all forever alone-ish*