I think i've come to the point where i'm really can say i'm happy for you, well, genuinely i guess. I saw the post long before you mention it to me. I was about to ask you about it, about that someone new who actually makes you happy after a long time of miseries and heart-broken. But then i was busy figuring out what to say because i felt this mixture of many weird feelings. I'm happy because you're happy. I'm sad knowing i'm not the reason why. Then i'm torn between hope and the fact that i should really be moving on right now. But then again, after all, i just imagine the way you giggle while typing the stories of you and that guy to me, and surprisingly, i did smile for a bit. So thats when i decided, or realized, i dont know, that i've come to that point, or at least moving peacefully toward it, away from you.
It hasn't been really long, but it feels like it you know, that's why i'm still a bit empty inside.
Just a little bit.
But i guess i'm okay now.
I'm glad i am.
I really do.
I guess.