and then it all came back.
I can't determine how does it feel right now. I'm not that sure, whether exactly I have been moving on, or not. I'm tired of seeking, and finding a fact that; "He is not the right man, once again". Start over again; meet the new one, have a new crush, call a new phone number, send a new recipient, then become a new couple which have the new same ending: break up.
The people who taught you to fly without told you how to land safely. The people who took your heart but trashed it afterward. The people who loved you and hurt you in the same time.
Or, shall we call them, Mr. Heartbreakers?
I, few times, met the Mr. Heartbreakers.Though, I have finally talked again with them, but every time I saw them, every time they said a little "Hi"; there was something like a hole in my chest. It's sad when you know that someone who have shared their love with you, now is no longer yours anymore. Have you ever felt like this? It hurts, dear.
The more you love him, the harder you move on.
Sometimes, it's bored when you figure out that there's no more somebody to share your love with. It's like, you have a lot of love, and you can't stand to keep only by yourself. You need to share, we need to share; everybody needs to share.
Or maybe,
it's sad to know that you drive home alone, with nobody beside.
I miss you, Mr. Heartbreakers.
