It was a question I had worn on my lips for days - like a loose thread on my favorite sweater I couldn't resist pulling - despite knowing it could all unravel around me. "Do you love me?" I asked. In your hesitation, I found my answer.
Just because I've decided not to think of you anymore, it doesn't mean you won't pop into my mind once in a while. You may be gone and out of my life now, but I'll never stop loving you. Wishing Stars by Lang Leav