I wanted to know how you lived.

You said you felt so empty.

I accused you of being strong.

You said i don't know you at all.

I told you that every night before bed, all i wanted to do was to hug you to sleep like how we hugged that night.
You said that every night before bed, all you wanna do is to talk to me like how we talked that night.

I told you i moved on.
You said you didn't scrub off those memories.

I asked you how could you keep them beside you without feeling the pain?

You said you were trying to protect them.

I asked you why did God do that.

You said that's because not every story must have a happy ending. Certainly not ours.

I said it was really special. Something that's gonna be impossible to find.

You said Indeed it was.

You said thank you.

And i said you're welcome.

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I said i don't love you anymore.

You didnt say anything.

I wish it was true.