he's not real...

I don’t know if I still have that special feelings for him.

I think of him often but I don’t know if I’m missing him.

Seems like I went numb after those bitter-sweet memories that I had with him.

Were moving on with our own lives, I could even sense that he's happy with someone else.

I really don’t if I’m jealous of her, I don’t know if I should be bothered by her existence.

It’s just that I can’t bear seeing him with someone else.

I don’t want to see him,

nor hear him speak to me ever again.

I just want to live life by thinking that he exists in nowhere

and that this is not real.