so, truth be told even after a long time i never really did got over an ex. when you spent the most time appreciating the little things, his/her hand fitting into yours, him exploring every detail of your finger, how you examine every detail of his face and eyes, or even how every hour you spent felt like seconds whenever you spent time with him you don't let it go easily. i never felt something that was so real to me, that it was addicting without me ever realizing it. it was innocent in itself. the worst part was i coudln't stop comparing my current bf with my ex. everything no matter who it was was a was just another person to contras him to.

i never could tell anyone, my sisters never experience someone like that, my mom would of been an ass if i had said something, a good friend of mine would of just said to get over it and laughed it off (and that would of hurt a lot more), and if i told my current bf he might of resented dated me. i think the worst part was being in the last year of my college, if i'd broke down for a long while it would of only made my progress worst and the capstone, being the final big project that made us or break us, i couldn't let myself to cry, not even after my uncle passed away.

i finally talked to someone, and even i realized if he had broke up with me and never contacted me back, then i should stop holding my breath at this point.

at this point i had already drawn this. would of been a waste to throw it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XzVx9K2x5I8