I keep thinking about you.
I keep on missing you.
Sometimes I get so **** scared that I thought I'll lose my mind.
I keep on reminding myself to forget you, though. Ironic isn't it? Remembering to forget.
But the hardest I try, the deeper I fall.

I keep on loving you.
I don't know why but my God, I do.

And I.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I keep pretending that I don't.