.

Ts,
Don't have to be glad that he made time to see you.
Don't have to swallow your pride to beg him back. Even if you didn't left the roses he gave, there to die...
You can never ever,
Never ever go back to December.

You don't have to do this anymore.
You don't have to, think about summer all the beautiful times
don't have to remind yourself that you love him
You don't have to miss his sweet smile, how good he was.
Cuz whatever happened, it's just a dream. 
Even if you've really appreciated, loved hard.
Even if you tried, it's all bullshit.
He'd still leave you.

There are situations when efforts can be nothing.
I guess effort can only be a thing on studies.

So don't expect you could go back to December.

He's already gone.
Don't even imagine him returning. 
You'll ruin your life, so, so badly, that you finally say

"Doesn't matter." to every fucking thing.

And that doesn't matter, actually.