I know you’ve moved on. It’s already been a month we broke up. I know you don’t have any of the feelings you had for me. It’s just poochu I can’t. I can’t walk around the corridors seeing you and realising you’re not mine anymore. I can’t digest the fact that the us element is removed from us. I know you’ve been speaking to a bunch of other girls. And I know it kills me everytime to realise that. The thing is I still miss you. I still love you. I tried hating you for leaving me but still I couldn’t. I tried moving on by talking to other guys but poochu it isn’t the same. I don’t love them.
