Sometimes, I fall so weak.
Sometimes, I'm okay, and I believe I can pull through.

I told you, to move on, I needed someone's help.
I tried to start, and tried to open up.
But everytime I think of you, I cover up again.

I feel scared to start all over again.

Today, I was walking alone to take the bus, and just like a normal twitch of the senses, I took out my phone and wanted to call you, and start talking and yaking.
Then I realised what I was doing, and kept back the phone.

On board the bus, a couple sat right in front of me, and they were doing every single thing we did back in the good old days. They looked just like us back then... so much in love.

Then I couldn't help but start bawling again after reading your text.. how much we're really friends now. How your last message, the one I didn't send a reply to, sounded so much like the old fabby boo I always knew. Chirpy and happy. It pained because now, this chirpy boy doesn't belong to me anymore.

*Edit
I just called you.. because I felt like listening to your voice.
You sounded so fine, as you narrated your day to me.
And as I listened how you're getting along.. without me.. I was faced with mixed emotions.
Some part of me was happy for you that you're doing well, focusing on your studies. Yet the other part of me is torn because I'm out of your life.

I tried to hold back the emotions, but Pluto was so cute.

I came online, and I saw 'you're special - boo'. And this, is the first time your nick is dedicated to me, for something this pleasant. And this first time, is when we're no longer together.

I thought of Plan Z today, and how our plan didn't fall through.
But I hope one day, we'll still make it to the Z together.

I'm still trying to move out of all these pain, and truly focus on life.
I know you'll always be there for me.. like how I'll always be there for you.
So don't forget to keep your word.

"No matter what I do, I always forget to forget you."