Even weeks had passed, sometimes I caught myself thinking about it when I know I shouldn't have.
I can still be friends with them, but separately.
She is she, and he is he.
But when I see them together, a part of me feel like dying.
There's that pain, somewhere deep down.
Not sure if it's chest pain or abdominal pain.
Or whether it's an aching pain or burning pain or sharp pain or throbbing pain.
And I will be upset,
And hear my heart broke like a window got smashed.
But I have to pull myself together.
I have to.
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