25/10.

Remember when we were in The Curve during one of the exeats I was back? Remember getting that mushroom sandwich upstairs? We were so lovey dovey and the staff cut our sandwich up to look like a heart. Even strangers could see that we were in love.

Sometimes I ask myself, why did you have to be so cruel to me? All those awful words and things you did, they hurt so much. And I see you updating your snapchat happily, as if this break up never phased you at all. You're already moving on so quickly and leaving me behind, and oh god, does it hurt so much.

When will this pain stop? Why do people have to move in different directions? Or actually, why is that even though we're heading towards the same direction, I still have to get thrown away? 

There are so many things I don't understand. I'll be in Sydney next September for a week or so and I thought, 'if only we were still together'. We could've done all the things we wanted to do, like brunch on Sundays, fish and chips at the beach, etc. And then I thought about timelines, you'd leave for uni late February and be back in June/July, I'd be in Sydney in September and you'd be back by November. Then we'd both leave for Australia in February the following year.

We could've done it.