I am celebrating four months of your leaving.
I am still fine... though sometimes it is still hard to face nights without your presence; face days without our texts.
I am still missing you... though I am not crying any more. I miss times when I couldn't sleep, and I know you are there comforting me... telling me you loved me...
I miss times when our hands meets, and I know I am safe.
Too many stuff that I miss from you. I am moving forward now.
Is there still any love? I am asking myself that question..
Will I want to comeback to you if you ask me to?
I have no idea...
I know for sure, I can live without you
