The history of my love life

A month later

It's been a month now since we broke up. Yes, I still think of him, more than ever, but it's bad thoughts. Sometimes I think of the good times, but when I get depress, I just think of what he did to me. Sometimes I wonder how's he doing. I don't know why. Maybe because I still care for him and love him. Which I need to stop because he had hurt me. I do miss him a lot, especially when he looks into my eyes with those big gorgeous brown eyes of his. The way he holds me. Nobody ever showed me a lot of affection like he did. He was a very a loving person. I just wish he didn't have to hurt me that way. Everytime I run into him, he looks at me like he misses me or something, but I keep a strong face to show that I had moved on. I don't want him to think that I want him back. In a way, I do, in a way, I don't. I can't face another hurt from him again. It would make me crazy. Even though, I'm dating, I can't stop thinking of him. The way he treated me in the beginning, made me love him so much that I can't stop loving him. I know I met someone but I told him that I'm not ready for anything yet. It's way to early for me. I'm happy that he understands. Right now, I wish I can stop loving him. My everyday thoughts are about him. I hope he realize what he had put me through and how much pain he had given me. I hope deep down inside he knows I still love, miss, and care for him a lot. I don't know why he did this to me.