Its funny how much they remind me of us. The two of them are always fighting, almost like me and you. They fight about the same things we did, and now the only thing holding them together, as corny and cliched as it sounds, is love.
Im glad she makes you happy, really. Im glad i wrote you that letter. Isnt it so funny how we used to be ?
We reduced ourselves so, to so little. Sometimes i think about everything and i realised so many things, i never really knew what was really making me hold back, but then i realised it was the fear of commitment. Ive never done that before, but i never had second thoughts or doubts about you.
Everyone used to tell me you were a lucky kid, but i knew better. Cos i knew for a fact that i was lucky to have you, for those 5 months, i was the luckiest person alive, cos i had your heart in my hands. I made the wrong decision and threw it back in your face.
Talking about you is a little bit easier now, cos i know you're better off. It still hurts, sure, but i think maybe, just maybe, i need to start moving. Everythings changed now, and theres still that 'rafflove' waiting to be scratched off my desk.
Thinking about you, and it makes me happy that at one point of time, you did love me, eventhough you dont anymore. (:
I'm over the hurt, almost. I know you're happy, and thats all i want, babe.