November 3

I just have to grasp the fact that you might as well be dead. The person I’m in love with isn’t here anymore. Just replaced, by a cold-hearted asshole. but some times, once in a while… I see this tiny glimmer of who you used to be. And it makes me miss you. No.. it makes me miss who you were. But the thing is, I hate who you are now. So much. and to be honest, I never wanna see you again.