Today marks the 6th month since we broke up.
A part of me has moved on.
A part of me refuses to let go.
A part of me has learned to be okay.
A part of me is still crushed.
A part of me goes to sleep peacefully.
A part of me cries herself to sleep.
A part of me keeps herself busy.
A part of me still looks at our photos.
I miss you.
I don't miss you.
I still love you.
I don't love you anymore.
A, I still think about you...
