I don’t know why I keep on writing these posts. It’s like I’m tormenting myself with these memories that I should already let go off. You’re gone, and it doesn’t get much more simple than that. I can’t help but missing you though. I can’t help it when my mind brings itself back to the night we stayed up talking about everything and anything till 3 in the morning. I almost fell asleep listening to the sound of your voice. I think of all those songs you gave me, how sweet the lyrics are, and how I haven’t listen to them for weeks because every time I do, I think of you. It’s not fair, because you don’t care. I know I should move on, but I miss you… too much.