I miss you doesn't always mean I want you back, sometimes it only means you crossed my mind and I hope you're doing fine.

I'm broken. You're fine. You're hers. Not mine. Feelings fade. Hearts break. All because of one mistake.

My mouth says, “I’m ok.” My fingers text, “I’m fine.” My heart says, “I’m broken".

There is no "I'm okay" or "I'm fine", if I don't see you even for a short time.

Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time.

No matter how hard it is, I'll be fine without you.