fu**in move on

I don't care. it's been a week already. and it's still hard to forget you.
I don't give a damn about what people think and what u will think. since this was me who asked for the break-up.

dear Ryan,
sorry for the break-up. it's the final. our first and last break-up.
I thought I've prepared myself for it. Now I realize I will never ready for this. 

At first, it's damn hard to think that we're not meant to be together. 
I'm thinking 1000 ways to ask u back and 1 to resist with the sentence. And every time you asked me to get back together, it's so damn hard to ignore. 

And every time you send me message on FB, text me, or worse is the sarcastic status u made for me on FB and twitter had successfully driving me insane. Always back me to the bottom of my depression stage. 

I'm done with the hidden status u and I made these days. Now, I let you know what I'm about to say these last week.

I miss you..
I love you..
I can hardly stop thinking about you. Wondering who will be ur chosen one. Who's that lucky girl will replace me. Damn it to admit that you always stay on my mind.
I wonder how u feel about me now. Do you feel the way I did? 


To falling love is easy, staying in love is a challenge, letting go is the hardest part and moving on is the suicide!


And if u wonder how many times I always thinking about you. only once. cos u never really left after all.


Damn it, I don't really know what's the point of making a post like this..
I just don't know with who I could share my feeling to.
All I'm looking forward to pass the days as soon as possible.

Letting go and moving on are just words. But why is it so fu**in hard to do?