Praphool Suman

I Miss You, But I Deserve To Move On ... POV : This article is from a girl's Aspect A month has passed since the last time we talked. I remember that day it was like yesterday. I remember how hard I cried because this time, I knew our farewell was real. I knew that after that day, we wouldn’t talk again, and because of that, I saved the last message you sent, the one that makes my heart feel small. No one would ever understand what you meant to me because of the bumpy road we had. It was far from perfect, but still, we had our little world. We had inside jokes, words that only we knew the meaning of, and a sense of humor that only we understood. Time has passed, and still, it’s hard for me to see all the red flags you had. I knew you wanted me in your life, but not in the way I wanted you in mine. I gave you all of me, and you just gave me halves. You always had secrets, stories that didn’t make sense, excuses, and tales, but I didn’t mind. I wanted you. You and your dark hair and ...