I have to stop. All this has to stop. Writing about you, about what I feel for you. That doesn't help. I have to forget you. You are my worst almost.
I have to move on. We were nothing anyway huh. Everything was in my head, right. Get out of my head, my heart and my soul. I will not write about you anymore.
i thought i won't be the one to let you go but now i'm the one who is letting you go, because of a lesson learned from life: "if i let you go you will surely come back to me"