stranger;

you were my first love, you were my true love.

J, i miss you so damn much.
like as if right on cue- the song stranger came up on my shuffle.

i will not walk that path again;
you were the reason i made this blog,
and you are the reason why i am blogging in it again.

six feet under the stars;

I still want a lover i do not need to love;

they say when one door closes another somewhere is open, and we often linger at the closed door so often that we do not realize there is an open one for us , but dare i say it, i didn't even look back after that i closed that door . I didn't even bother looking for that open one.

What that closed door did was painful, it hurt me in every single way imaginable. A week ago, A asked me a question 'who was your first love?' My answer to it was actually you. Its pretty much one sided love but its still love, can you find another girl that laughs at your lame jokes? The chances are not zero but its low.Do you remember how i laugh at your lame jokes while sitting at starbucks? Do you remember how i laugh at those lame jokes because its actually funny and not that i'm forced to? but do you know that i missed something important in those sentence. its do you remember how i used to.

Typing this doesn't hurt, but remembering the memories hurts more than its supposed to , My Silent Reverie was once 'Until. You're. Mine.' but of course we all know the chances are zero; Its already May, its been three months and honestly, i haven't been happy once.

I do not miss you,

Its those memories that i miss;