I made a promise to myself that I’d never forget how special it was; it hurts to know that with every month that passes, clusters of our past slips further and further away from me. To move forward to a future without you in it is painful but I know it’s what you want. I pray for your happiness even if that means I don’t get to be a part of it. I wish you the best, always. I’ll see you in another life twatbag