it's been quite some time now since our paths became two from one, the day when you decided to leave my hand is in the past now and practically i should've moved on by now, but that never happened.

i don't know what part of you or your love still resides in there, but something is there that doesn't let me sleep peacefully at night or maybe gives me hope of getting you back. i guess i'm still waiting for you.

that hope never allows me to get along with life since it's becoming more painful with each passing day and when it hurts, i start hating you for turning me into such a hopeless person. i even hate myself sometimes for giving you everything that you never deserved.

When my anger calms down, I get a feeling that you're unable to see my love right now and are misleading yourself on a wrong path but someday you'll be able to.. see and understand everything very clearly and that day you will come back to me, this time you won't leave.

when i get tired of thinking all this, i lay down my bed facing the ceiling fan and thinking that, "you left, left with a piece of my heart and now i am that point in my where i don't actually know whether to hate you, love you, wait for you or simply forget you."
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