*hidden entry #5*
the fifth day since breaking up, and it would have been 2 months if not for that.
i guess i'm beginning to cope. it feels alot better now that i somehow know what to do next.
i'll wait.
until i no longer have the energy to hold on.
until he moves on without me.
i'll just wait.
if it makes him feel better if i talked to him, i will.
if it would make things better if we talked like we did, i will.
i just hope we could be back to normal again. i miss that smell. i miss the hugs. i even miss the quarrels. its getting ridiculous.
baby, i miss you.
its not even 2 months, why am i doing this for you? for us? for me? do i love you that much? you know, i've already officially rejected 2 people in the last 4 days? (4 if you count those subtle rejections.)
