I’m telling my friends I’m over you, but deep down I don’t think I am. I know need to let go so who cares whether I still love you or not, you’ve moved on and someday on my own pace I’ll move on too. And if I don’t, I have accepted that it’s over and that you aren’t the same guy I fell in love with. Goodbye and thanks for the memories tho, you stopped fighting for me and I stopped fighting for you, guess it just wasn’t meant to be after all, the world was against us and well it did what it had to, right? Idk whether I hate you or am just mad at you