We've moved on, but...
Some dates stick in your mind, you know? Like his birthday.
So I did what I usually do each year - send a chirpy sms!
The reply was cordial. A simple thank you, and a smile.
I smiled. Didn't expect anything much.
Didn't expect the slight pang in my heart.
Of what?
I've no idea.
Some loves you don't profess... but it don't mean they're not there anymore.
When someone fills your heart-space just that much, maybe we never quite get over it.
I can't get over how my heart remembers the memories of 7 years ago, even when I've pushed them at the back of my mind.
I don't want those days back again - we've all grown up and got on with our lives.
Neither do I want to begin living a life of regret.
In everything I face, I will always want to make the best of it.
In everything I experience, I will always remember.
In everyone I've loved... *speechless*
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