Wood

I see he's tagging someone else in funny shits from fb. I think I've been scrolling fb a little too much, reading comments a little too much.

It's my blog. I can admit things here.

Yes I'm so uncomfortable, but not as much as when I still want to fix us. I'm not jealous at all I'm so happy for him. So he found someone who'd give him better responses. So he realized he's the only one tagging me and finally he feels dumb.and decided to stop. Good!

The difference between us, is we open up and wrong times. I guess I told him everything in my head when we were together, when we broke up. But now, fimally I made him speak.

He told me his thoughts, while I kept mine. I only told him my decisions.

What's the difference between thoughts and decisions?

Fucking different.
I let go, but I still care about you.
I shut up, act ignorant, but I do miss you.
I cringe and push you away, but I missed this thing you used to do.

I said I let go. And I'm not regretting it at all. it's probably the best choice I'll ever make.

But wood you'll never know what's going on in my thoughts, cuz you don't have to know them anymore.