She keeps hinting him that she still loves him. She will never stop. Promises broken. Have no expectations. It’s true. It’s not the same as before. Things already changed. He’s not as proud. It’s just not the same. Should I keep typing? I’m awkward about his friends. I knew there was a boundary and it was all because of her. I want to stop thinking. I can’t stop thinking. Why would he need to hide it from her? I should love myself more. Or I’ll lose. There’s something I can’t point out. There’s this scar I can’t seem to make out of. Will I ever stop feeling this way? Will I get answers? Someday? Maybe. Maybe. Stop thinking. Stop killing your heart. Just, stop.