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I'VE LOVED AND I'VE LOST...

So I have realised that I still love him and I'm still in love with him... I love him so much, that I don't care if he's put some weight on or not. I don't care if he looks much older and quite different than he used to a few years ago. I don't care if he's not quite my old 'good looking and handsome D' anymore. But he's still got it! His eyes are still bright and smiley, and his 'rabbit smile' so cheerful and childish like. His style is still the same, as if he's not grown at all - lil wayne crossed with michael jordan, his i-don't-give-a-fuck-cuz-im-a-cool-basketball-player style. He's still funny and cool in a way... He's just being himself... Simply, he's just D...

And it makes me really happy that he's happy!

Even though it's not me who makes him happy, and it's not me who's facing the life by his side...

Of course, yeah, I do regret that it's not me and I envy her very much, but I am glad after all...

Well, thanks to her I can see his happiness on the pictures, and this makes my heart go warm...

Boiling hot love with a hint of jealousy, some would say its a dangerous mixture, hmm...

Do I care that he's with someone else now? Hell yeah I do, but it doesn't even matter anymore...

He's got something that I could never give him...

A happiness...

^{Will I ever stop loving him?}

^{Will I ever be able to forget about him?}

^{Will I ever be able to love someone else as much as I love him?}

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