Prologue: "Do you love me?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"Just answer me. Do you love me?"
"I..."
Months have passed now but the last conversation we had is still on my mind. I never understood why we parted ways; everything was going well until that day. I tried to get some answers but I never got them. All I know is, I still love her so much and every single day that passed is like a pricking needle to my heart. I know I should move on and let go but for some reason I can't. My mind and my heart are battling every day. Fighting over what I need and what I want. I want her back, I want "us" back but I need to go on with my life. Start my life again where she is not in the picture because I guess that's her life now, happy without me. Question is, I don't know how to start over without the fear of returning to my old self. I know I've got to give it a try or else I'll be stuck. Nine months had been enough for me to endure the pain I felt ever since she left. I've forgotten myself, my work, my friends and even my family. So I guess it really is time to finally move on with life.
I'd be twenty five tomorrow, but it will be day one for a new me.