We're fighting this war when both of us are losing. What happen to working it out?

Sometimes i wonder, how are you?, what are you doing?, do you still think of me like i think of you. I miss you. I miss every single bit of you.

I thought of the places we go, the food we always eat. It makes me wanna go there again together with you. So many other things i've yet to do together with you. Sometimes i wish i could call you, or see you.

It hurts to know that you won't be here anymore.

But it pains me more to love you. I want to forget you. There are times when it makes me wanna call you but i told myself no. I'm halfway there already, i am not going to turn or look back.