The hardest part of moving on is going to places that we’ve been to.
And hearing that you’re good. Without me..

I often torture myself when I allow my thoughts to wander.
I hope you’ll never forget me.

After all the heart-breaking, tears-inducing, and fond memories that I think we shared, the least you can give me is to never forget me.

I only let go cos my heart ached differently the last time you hurt me. I knew I had to let us go. Or I will never be fully happy.

I ain’t happy now. But I still believe that one day, someone will sweep me off my feet, just like you did. Minus the heartbreak.



“We can start by being friends, with no history, nothing..”

I’m sorry. But I just ain’t interested in having you in my life anymore.

For I only want to have the best in my life, who knows how to treat me well with respect.

So yes, I do think of the good times we had and the sweet lines you delivered- Paris in 2012, the crane with the cheesecake, and the classic “I will wait for you while you knock off if you have to end work late”.
As sweet as it all sounded, if you wanted me in your life, you wouldn’t have cheated. You wouldn’t have thrown us away just like that. You would have thought about how I would feel, you would have known that cheating is the biggest no-no for me.

Your time is up, dude.

Moving on…