you made me happy. I was dumb for letting you go. I was dumb for not making time for you. I was dumb to set my feelings aside because I was scared of what we could be. When I finally wasn’t scared, and i told you everything I felt, I found you moved on. With another girl. It’s been a month, I should be over you. I’m not. I’m nowhere near over you. Why can’t I let you go? Why did I let you go?