Moving on is never easy.
I thought I am doing a good job! But it was really really hard.
I would still find myself crying in the middle of the night and all I can do is to lay on the bed in a fetal position and console myself that everything will be alright, I will soon get over him.
There were also times when I would also attempt to look for him on a social media platform, but whenever I will remember how much he dislikes me, I would retreat from doing so..
There were also days when I am thinking of changing schools, I think that would help because seeing him on campus is really tormenting, how can I move on if I will always see him?
And the Ironic part is, when I am so miserable, he looks so happy.
So happy that he is finally free from me!
But then, I am not someone who will run a
