I miss him terribly
not all the time though.
Which is a very good things.
My heart still skips a beat and I get a weird feeling
anytime I see him commenting me or calling.
I think it's dread.
Which is understandable considering he was
at one time
the only person who could make or break me.
leaning more towards the breaking part.
I have no right to still think about him
or us
or any memories for that matter.
It's been almost a year since, well, the end of it.

Ugh.