It felt like it's the longest one week I've ever had.
Too many events took place and there are many things I need to cope as well.

We talked things through soundly for a few times.
I am still trying to come to terms with it.
Struggling inwardly is inevitable but I think I am coping well.

Some days, I cry. Some days are like sunshine.
Our feelings for each other is still around.
Is it a good thing?

"Moving on is easy. Staying moving-on is tough"

I gave up my happiness for people who do not really want to think in my shoes.
I thought for them but they never thought for me in a personal way.

Just gotta come to terms with it.

I hope at the end, I will still see you at the end of the aisle.