Things happened made me ponder. I realise how much I miss everything. I pretended I didn't care, I lied that I'm over it. No matter how much I hide, I still think about it every night.
But I also realise how much things had changed. Needless to keep in touch to know. Things can never go back the way it does. But if given me another chance, I will make it correct this time. But I also know how sparse and minute the chance is, an impossibility.
For now, I pray to forget, to be given another chance. Either or. You have no idea how much I miss those days.