If we are indeed in love,why can’t we be together?
It’s been 47 hours since we decided to be “just good friends,” and I just couldn’t let go of this very thought. And I guess we’ve really become “good friends,” finally, because we no longer call each other every day, like how we used to.
But I love you, J.
You once said to me, “Had I known we’d end up like this, I’d wish all these have never started.”
You know what, J? Even if I had known our story would have such a heart-breaking ending, I’d still want to spend with you every single second of those days that we’ve spent so happily together.
For that’s what love is about.
