Zimplicity;

I really hate myself for over thinking at night.Why am I the only one trapped in the past,bundled in this mess?
Why can't I move on? I remember it all too well. The way you pat my head when you said goodbye. The reassuring words you gave through smses. The day I was in a school bus and you told me I was worth it. The letter you gave last Valentine's day. That morning we walked to school in 2010,before national day performance. The time you found me panadol to eat. Passing me your jacket when I was cold in AJC. The endless sleepless nights I had in 2011,thinking of how to handle all this. The heartbreaking nights I had when I found out you got attached,and remembering E saying '' Let's say he got attached one day.'' and me giving a nonchalent reply.

Here's a bit of honesty,because I don't know how to lie about the feelings that never left or all the nights I haven't slept.

Maybe I did after all.