Maybe one day, I will finally have the courage to finally tell you I'm over you.
Time will come when I can say I've already moved on. These feelings that I have for you will fade. I won't need to cover up the tear stains left on the sleeves of my shirt. There won't be any need to fake my smiles or my laughters. When I look back and reminisce our times together, maybe I'd finally feel gladness and not pain, gladness for the memories of our friendship, of what we used to have.
I know it won't be easy. It will be painful. It won't be fast. The road to recovery will be long, painful. But time heals. I believe that it does. Time lets you forget.
But time heals. I believe that it does. Time lets you forget.
One day, the love that I feel now will be nothing more than the love for a friend. From where it started and where it should have stayed. It's still a long way ahead. But for now, I'll let my tears fall. I'll let the sadness consume me when I see you and even at the mere thought of you.
Little by little, I have hope that the pain will lessen. The strings that keep on snapping everytime my heart aches will learn to hold themselves together. Piece by piece, I'll try to find the missing piece of my heart again.
That time will come too. And when it does, I won't be sorry for falling for you anymore. I won't regret loving you anymore. I'll wait for that day, that one day when you'll be nothing more than just a friend again.