What a timely reminder. Dreamt of you after so long... and then it struck me. It's been a year. A year since the revelation/confession/betrayal/TRUTH (excuse me while I take this moment to be melodramatic). I still remember it as if it were yesterday. You know, when I'm recalling those dark moments, I feel like I'm watching over my old self. Cos if it were the me right now, I wouldn't be saying/doing half the things that I said/did. It's not that I regret it. I regret that it had to end and how it ended.
