Shattered

Recently, I've been thinking a lot about you. I couldn't sleep playing back myself leaving you when the last time we met. Knowing the fact that you're no longer around accompanying me through the hurricane, it sometimes hurts. And sometimes I regretted of saying goodbye and turn away from you. Is it a mistake? I don't know, in fact, I never want the answer cos no matter how, you're already gone. You moved on. I moved on. Life have another plan for both of us, I should bear that. And that's how it works now. Period.