I'm falling apart,
I'm barely breathing.

Trying to hold on to you was probably one of those silly things in life. It reminded me of how the imagination is really powerful. I thought I knew you, and I thought something has changed. But apparently not. You made all my previous actions and words all look unnecessary. Perhaps, they were not needed. Sometimes, I would wonder, why did we bother? What was it about you that was so attractive anyway?? Maybe our minds were in over-drive. Maybe we saw in you what we wanted to see. And in the end, we realized that you are not the one we are really looking for, you are not the one we thought you were.

Still, I hope you're happy. I know we will be.