Why I’m Still Not Over You, And Probably Never Will Be

Maybe after more time, I’m sure, things will be brighter. I’ll be able to think about you without breaking down in tears. I’ll be able to play that song, and actually sing along with the words. You’ll be a fond memory, something I can go back to and reminisce upon. But there’ll always be that twinge of sadness, that prickle of longing and hurt, that feeling of something unfinished.