Part of moving on; Day 1
I hate to admit that I still do have love for you.
I still can't accept the fact that you're gone, and moved on.
Its hard to walk alone, but come to think of it, I should.
Like, you did, why am I still not. With your pictures on bed with some other guy, it hurts.
But I hope he makes you much more happier than I did.
Well, thats fast and now I do understand hows the feeling to be one of your past.
To be treated like this. I don't blame them now. It's you. You're a hopper.
You change every interest of yours so fucking fast and left me hanging with unreasonable hatred.
Like, "what did I've done to you, till you hate me so suddenly?" the only left hanging question lingers around my mind every night.
Well, it may seems like just another blog down, but nahh, its not like what you think.
I just wanna share my moving on period with anyone who is on the same both with me.
I hope it helps though.
Well, whatelse, decided to spend my day with family.
Going out to some birthday party, even though it bores me, at least theres something to occupy me. I feel some bonding too.
I've been eating alot. I've been pampering myself with food now. It helps.
But sometimes I just don't wish to expose myself outside,
I just don't wanna imagine on how if I were to bump with her with that guy she slept with.
Like how? what should i do?
I don't feel myself.
I'm not me anymore, even everyone knows that. Maybe this is just the begining
Hiatus.
and my everyday hope was being moved on from her.
Parts&Parcel.