It still itches, the way we´re not talking at all even tho we ended things on good terms. It hurts not knowing if you had moved on, or if you´re feeling as bad as i do everyday i wake up without you.
Sometimes i feel stronger than others, but the emptiness remains. I wish i could know what you thing about this situation, because is fucking killing me.
You said you were not in love with me, and even tho i keep reminding myself that it should make things clear.
I still think you did love me, i could feel it through your eyes.
It´s been months since you left, when are you gonna leave my mind?
