Some nights, I lie down on bed and try to stay awake. I think about the time that we spent together. Sometimes, I smile. Other times, I begin missing you too much, and I start crying. I try to be fair with all that I remember. Good times, bad times, I cherish every moment. Everytime I think of you, I try to relive us. The moments you liked me, the moments when you hated me. The way your eyes got deeper when you said you love me, everytime. That made me believe, you mean it. And the way you sighed when I said I love you.

I love you. I still do. You don't have to love me back. But you don't have to stop me either.