IT'S BEEN 4 MONTHS, MY LOVE.
I love you, i fucking know i still do.
You're online, but i don't have the courage to talk to you.
It doesn't feel right, without you here.
Not at all.
I miss those times we used to spend together.
We never had enough of each other.
Times you used to send me home,
Even when it's already past your curfew.
When we quarrel, you're always the one who took the initiative
To patch and make me smile again.
You never never fail to.
Have you forgotten about the
First time you kissed me at the bus stop?
Have you forgotten about the
First time i grabbed your hand in the MRT and
Hazel just happened to saw us and said you were blushing?
Have you forgotten about the
First time you came over to my place and drew/wrote
Me that motivation letter which you pinned up for me so that
I'll study for my CTs?
Have you forgotten about the
First time we wanted to watch that movie at Marina
And got lost instead?
We still found our way and
Have you also forgotten about the first time
You hugged me so tightly while watching that movie
Cause i was super cold? You even took
Your pinafore out for me.
You don't know how much it hurts,
When i see you with her.
When you always call me but all you talk about is her.
When everytime you mention her,
I'll make it seem i'm okay with it.
But I'm fucking not.
I don't believe what's going on.
If i could, i'd turn back time,
Turn it back to 14Feb.
11.47pm, i didn't forget.
I never will.
Nothing hurts more than knowing
You've been forgotten, by someone
You know you'll never ever forget.