W i s h .

We met in my dream last night. 

Everything seemed so real that

I felt like staying to give you some

slaps in the face.

"How's life? Why do u still have pictures

of us in your face book? Don't you

hate me for the break up? Most

importantly, why didn't you stop me

back then? Like..seriously dude?"

Those questions rushed through my mind,

but I had no answers.

They were never meant to be said anyway

since I'm letting the past stay where is at.

I guess the first one wasn't that

 easy to get over after all.

I'll just try, and keep on trying. Forever.