Somehow it feels pretty weird when I'm not in love anymore. After 4 years and then gradually, unconsciously, I'm all alone in my thoughts again.
I'm feeling rather lost; and I don't know if it's a good or bad thing. Perhaps I should just ignore these feelings and just get on with life, dammit.
I'm sorry, I'm writing this at 2.55am and my thoughts aren't exactly coherent. Or sound, for that matter.
Labels: love, random