our texts used to be filled with sweet exchanges of love and silly nothings. it's been really long since all those have disappeared from our conversations. i have no idea how i'm getting through this whole phase. maybe im still living in our past. i used to imagine how i would feel if the day comes when i lose you, but definitely, it's hitting me a million times harder than i thought it would. i belittled love ab initio.

occasionally when i miss you, i close my eyes to relive the moments of the past; which are now your memories but still my everything, imagining they are still real. feeling what we both felt. the surrealism never fails to bring a smile but it always ends with a heartache, accompanied by tears. it doesnt happen very often, perhaps once every three days. but i dun deny that every second, you're on my mind.

im glad that you're happy with how we're maintaining our friendship now. no worries i'll be taking it as much as i can, to not burst this bubble, as long as it doesnt hurt any more than now.

i think i still feel the same and ever ready to restart all that we were. but it wont happen, i know. you're already gone.