The world might move on over my sleepless night. Days passed by running over my tired eyes. They said, time heals. Well, it does. It's just a matter of time, yes? To eventually come to a realization, To find myself a bit of acceptance. It was when I slept last night I dreamed of you, I thought I really missed us yet I saw you kissed another girl. The dream was a sign, that I am no longer your concern.
I take notes and keep you as a draft.