The Habit.

Fuck. It's been over 2 weeks i think and i still think about her. I still want to hold her, pamper her, love her, sms her just to know what she's doing, just to know how her day was. But i resist these temptations. Or maybe they're just a habit. I mean, a whole year of doing that, i can't possibly go cold turkey and leave it like as if it didn't mean a shit.

I'm starting to feel like as if i secretly, unconsciously do love the arguments, the problems and her crap. Oh my god, i'm so crappy. I go out with my friends and get myself occupied with other things but at the back of my mind, i'm still wondering what she's doing.

But i know i'm stupid if i get back with her. I need to shake it off. So just forget it. Fuck it.