My friends say that it’s his loss, not mine. But if they are right, and that in losing “us” he lost a lot more than I did, then why am I hurting this much?
Did I love him? I don’t know. You tell me. I haven’t had the time to figure that out yet.

It is true the way people say it's easy to utter words of letting go or make up plans of forgetting someone. But when reality sets in, it never really is. One look, one smile, one word... And you find yourself falling all over again.

Just this day, I heard the hard and painful truth about him. Sure I had hunches that he already is taken. Who else would be calling him or would he be calling, suncelullar to suncelullar unlimited call, that is, but a girlfriend of some sort.