Well, that escalated quickly.

Yes it did. Everything, actually. From the start until the end. Bottom line is that, here I am, again, dumped - in that certain point where I'm torn between calling you up and asking how your day was, and wishing that there was one way of trying to forget you and everything about you in just one instant. In other words, I'm in my hell hole again.

I miss you. I really do. I miss everything about you. Then again, I'm just missing the familiar. The familiar feeling of having you around for the past year or so. The familiar feeling of having you. That old familiar feeling. And I don't know what to do, yet.

Maybe, I'll just wait out. I'll wait out until it stings no more. Until I can recall with no hurt that it was you who dumped me and everything that we had that day.

In hindsight, I had it coming. We had it coming. We tried to fix it yes, but while I was there, believing that we were fixing things, you gave up on me and chose to break up with me.

It's sad, yes. It hurts even more, yes. However, that's just the way life goes. Maybe we weren't for each other, or maybe we were but only at the wrong time. Whatever the case may prove to be, I'll just have to take this all in my stride and keep moving forward.

**Apologies for the lack of coherence as this is mostly word vomit. Lols.