I still..

valentine's day.. it was the day when he would give so much effort just to make me feel special. But that was before. Before we broke up.

I've accepted it. For awhile, I was still craving for you. I wanted you, I was needing you. But then, I felt I was craving for someone more than to you. I started missing him. I wanted to talk to him every chance I get. But at the end of the day, I still think of you.

I miss you, still. I love you, still. I still cry when I read your letters or hear your voice, and even when I hear/read your name. But, I love someone new. It's kinda odd writing it, it's odd even saying it, but true. I couldn't imagine myself being with another guy, but here I am, revealing it all. I still cry. I am crying. I wonder what you'll say when I tell you I love someone else. Would it matter to you? Would you even care?

At one point, everybody will learn how to let go. But what if you think you let go, you've started to love someone else, but your heart starts beating fast the moment something reminds you of the past, what will happen? What will you do? Nothing? I don't think so. There's a solution for every problem. It's obvious, sometimes, we just pretend like we don't see it. We think it'll stop the hurt, the pain. But it only grows stronger, deeper. Just like that saying that I heard in One Tree Hill... "How can you ease the hurt that never stops?"

For a fact, I love him. I love someone new. But the hardest thing is, I still love you....