another open letter

*****,


its been two months that we are not talking. i want to know what you're thinking. i want to know what you feel everytime you see. i want to know if i still matter.

i try to deny that im nothing for you. i deny that you can go on. im hurt when thought comes that we are back to being stranger the worst part is that we cannot even look at eachother.

i wish i can just turn back time. and prevented this thing from happening. we should've have prevented this from happening.

i miss the times we laughed together. miss the times we hold hands. and just stared at eachother. i miss the stares you gave me-- though sometimes it made me uncomfortable. but id rather have those stares. than being so lonely like this.