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i can't explain this feeling. i think about it everyday. and eventhough we've moved on, it gets so hard to just walk away. i was doing so much, u wasn't doing enough. that's what u said. i saw u and your girl just yesterday and i feel that i must confess. eventhough it kills me, i have to say im impressed. i have to commend on your selection, though i know i shouldn't be concerned. in the back of my mind, i can't help but question. does she care for u? does she know that u love to play PS till 6 in the morning?

i can't forget how we used to be, our life from day to day. i tell myself not to be afraid to move on but it seems that i can't. the things we did, shared our fantasies, just u and me. how could we lose a love that seemed meant to be? though a new man had given me attention, its not the same as your affection. sometimes i kiss him but i wish it was u im kissing. sometimes i miss him but i wish it was u im missing. sometimes i hug him but i wish it was u im hugging. and i realize how much im bugging.

i miss you.

so hard to express this feeling, cause there's nobody i can compare to u.
and u know she'll never love u like i do.