damn it. the feeling is still there, it's so hard to stop behaving like a couple. the chemistry, the ease of talking, or sharing everything. damn it.
but towards the end of the night, i have to say thanks. for showing me evidence right before my eyes that what's gone is gone. no one is irreplaceable. i'm just someone you go out with cause you're unsatisfied with your life.
so what if my hair grows longer? damage cannot be undone.
the big fat pig is replaced by a small blue ultraman
3 soft toys on the dashboard become 5, 2 people in a relationship become 3. ain't it proof that no matter what, life goes on separately for us both?
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