I keep all of these sentiments in the back of my head, but it’s time to let them go.
I’m furious of how things turned out. I can’t stop thinking about it, even months later.
This overanalyzing is driving me insane. By the time it’s figured out in my head, it’s useless.
We’re strangers now and I don’t even know why. There was no reason at all.
That’s the worst part, not knowing is painful.
When do we ever move on from something?
Purge these thoughts. Start fresh.
