the real unknown feelings. very tricky

I have no idea how I really feel. That's the irony about the heart. You don't really know what it wants and how it feels. You get confused.

Truth is - and I'm almost sure with what I'm about to say - I still miss you. I really don't know if I could ever feel about anyone the way I've felt about you. I don't know if I'll ever love this way again because time erased all other loves that I had felt before. Time kind of guaranteed that you were the one. Time kind of encouraged me to give my all to you because time made it seem like you were going to be the last.

Time was wrong. And time never allows you to redo things. So that's how time works.

Right now - and I'm still almost sure with it - I know at times I may seem see-through and easy-to-read, but I'm also a master of disguises. I disguise the heartbreak I still feel with impulses and excitement. I disguise it so well that even I myself am fooled by it.

Really, T, it's time you moved on already.