Your Gravity
I miss you For another billion times, I miss you. It's been more than 8 months and I'm still missing you. Still cry over you. Still regret the things I've done to you. Still convince my self that the decision I took was right. To stepping back, to look over you. But, shit, the feeling grew bigger. Day by day. I couldn't stop it. I'm trying to move on, but there always something to hold me back. This is another 8 months of suffering. The last year's 8 months, we ended up to be back together. We were happy for a while. We were in love. For a while. And then the shitty things happened. My jealousy, my obsession to be with you turned me crazily. And your words completely turned me down. And it's not my fault to delete you from my life, is it? I don't want to be a sick person who stalk you in silence for every second of my life. But why I'm still thinking about you, every second. But why I'm even dreaming about you every night? Why ...
