The way we ended is still fresh from my memory like it just happened yesterday. I can still remember how my world stopped and then came crashing down before my eyes, I didn't even had the chance to blink.
A few hours ago I checked my social media, particularly my twitter and I saw your post, her post and how you guys are so into each other. I can't help but regret how I let you go, how I let my touch slip away from yours. Because maybe, just maybe, if I tried to hold on and try a little longer to wait, maybe I'm the one who posts cheesy things about you, I'm the one who your head over heels about, and I'm the one you talk with 24/7.
Just maybe, I have been that girl your world revolves around.
But it's already to late to regret, to grieve and to feel the loss, the opportunity because things have already happened the pain can no longer be undone, the decisions can no longer be changed, the past can no longer be undone and the feelings can no longer be reciprocated.
So I stopped myself from thinking of the what ifs because I know, somehow my beloved bestfriend is already happy with his girl.
