I wrote it again...

The things might have changed, two days are left to be a month again,

I thought I will never write again, again about you,

But here is my messy mind crawling all the thoughts of about you,

I do have complains but I don’t have it for you,

I do get angry, but now- I think I have trained myself to channelize it to something else,

No hopes but still I think of you, no daydreaming but still I contemplate the moments with you,

Is this full of sorrow to me- if you ask, I’d say “It was…” but now it’s no more,

 I tend to remember the glory of you to be mine, and me to be yours,

Even though it was for the shortest period of time as you were “my” bloke,

I believe it was full of truth that we both beheld in, strong enough not to let go out of our minds,

But this isn’t easy! I am trying different ways to get you off my mind lately,

I don’t know you are doing good, or bad! I don’t know what is going on in your part,

Anyways, we are out of contacts,

And by now, I might have gone out of your thoughts in a way: I was never meant to last,

But I hope I won’t be erased out of you and your memories,

Even though I will for sure; I will be replaced time and again with someone new in your life…

And it’s okay, I no more have anything to say!