The feeling of longing of someone,or something. Almost 2 years now and I really miss all the routines, the love-hate relationship, texting, the late night calls and what you used to be. I know you're happy with your new love while here am I crapping like a desperate person. Haha. You're the person that makes me head over heels to you, and in the end,you push me away and let me fall, yes, a hard,painful fall. I throw away all the cards and the stuff you gave me and pretend that I didn't care at all. The truth is, all of our memories flickering back in my mind, every single day. A part of me has died and I just don't know what will happen next. It takes a year to stop crying about you and I don't know how many years to take to fully heal. Thanks for being there for 2 years and 2 months. :)

I am afraid. Afraid of losing, afraid of getting hurt, afraid of being left alone.
I am certainly not ready to get out of my comfort zone and get hurt all over again.

It's time to let go and start new.