I wasn't expecting that.
I've always told myself that I want you to be happy. That I would be happy if you chased after your happiness when we left each other.
What I wasn't expecting was stumbling across your picture on Facebook. With someone new.
I wasn't expecting the arrow that shot through my heart. Or the breath that I held for so long that I forgot I was supposed to breathe.
I wasn't expecting it to hurt. Still.
I wasn't expecting hope to still live in me.
So you have found your happily ever after. For your sake, I really hope she is your happily ever after.
Oh Niklas, I wish I loved you less.
I wish my heart didn't harbour some stupid hope.
I wish I am stronger.
From here henceforth, I have to move on.
How funny it is sometimes we think that we have moved on when in fact, I've been standing at the same spot since 2011.
It's time to begin my future when in fact I'm the same as I was.
It's time to build from the bottom pit to the way up.