After two months of silence, your name appears on my phone quite randomly, which is funny because a minute before that, I decided to let go a small(huge) part of me who is still hoping.
It seems like you wanted to pick up where we left off, but I burned that bridge a long time ago, because I wanted to make sure that I wouldn't run back to you the moment I said goodbye.
I love you and miss you so much, but it's too late to go back.
( thinking about you is distracting me from studying and finals is a week from now, so I just had to write about you, again. )