I'm trying to forget you every second ,every min; but look at the irony; Your face it's like a distinct object covered in fog, not visible but it's there. I spend months moving on, and then one small thing brings me back to square one.
It's a battle between my heart and my mind all the way; my mind says, "get over him. You deserve better." and my heart says, " how can I unlove him? Atleast we are under the same sky;him and I
Breathing the same air; atleast. " It just doesn't make much sense tough.
Even today I don't like being sober
That's when it hits me it's over.
And it kills me everytime. I don't know how to forget you? But, still I'm trying to...