you see, come to think of it. i realised. i dont love you anymore. you're keeping too many secrets. keeping yourself away from everyone. that no one knows who you are anymore. i loved you. loved. and for that. i dont regret anything i did. but will you? maybe i dont want to know. because i know i was happy. until you decided. i may still hold on to the old you and never let go. maybe i want things to be how they used to be. how close we used to be. but somehow i know that we dont have that anymore. but im no longer heartbroken. cause i realised. i see it as it is now. my heart still yearns a little. but fuck. i dont like the way you are now. i'm going to be who i am on the 12th. and. i dont think i'll forgive myself if my heart moves for you.
because its moving for someone else.

i got asked out to go to the museum. i'm beyond happy.