it has never hurt like this before. why is it that when we were together, we hurt each other so much; and yet when we are now apart, we are still hurting separately. i know deep down, no matter how much i complain, or how i paint him out to be such a jerk, that i will go back to him at the drop of a hat, if only he asks. but he has made it clear to me, and there is no turning back. this was the road i chose, and its no use regretting it at all.
i just wish i dont miss his smell so.