I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.

No I didn't forget what happened, I just decided to MOVE ON, that my life wasn't WORTH WASTING away at the thought of possibilities, false hopes and unsettled endings. I stopped waiting around for you to start CLOSING doors, and just confronted every lock and key all on my own. And no I didn't find any answers I was satisfied with, but I found myself, and that's all that matters.