It's gone. Faster than I thought.

Do you still remember the first time we met?
The first time we talked to each other?
The first time you text me?
The first time you call me?
Or the first time you said you love me?

I remember.
I remember every single things.

Do you still remember what you said to my friends,
What you said to me?
"I won't hurt you"

I remember.
I remember every broken promises we made.

I keep reminding myself. Everything will get better.
Not today. Not tomorrow.
But one day.
And, here I am, sitting down with tears.

It's finally over.
I feel some kind of relief.
And, pain.

Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by the single person you thought 
would never hurt you.