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Forgetting: love comatose and emotional amnesia




I know that i may sound stupid and all and i may have sounded like a over analyzing psychopath who wears knitted bonnets just for the heck of it, but hear it goes...listen...

I think I'm moving on...

yes you heard me right, i think Im moving on, and i do believe that this time, its for real, i mean I'm not sure if what will be the next things that may happen, but in my heart for now i think i am moving forward, yah, its not as if my world would be put into a fault for him or anything, but right now i feel so strange, like there no urge for me to hear his voice, to talk to him or whatsoever connection...

I know that for others i may sound like a little girl who has an obsession with a boy band, but this time, i think its for real...you know the feeling that, one day you woke up and at that instant moment, you felt nothing, the plainness of your heart beat which dances slowly to the tick of the sound of clock...nothing. a long pause shattered unto air with your breathing... yeah i felt that, and now as i try to analyze everything, i felt that why is it this hard to accept the fact that I'm totally moving on, and that my heart just automatically auto-piloted my heart to stop beating for him, and my mind to stop thinking about him...

there was totally nothing about him that i miss of, yeah i can miss him if i only think about him , but unlike common love stories where the lead actress just wakes up from her sleep with only his true love on her mind.

for now i think I'm in a "temporary heart/love comatose" with major "emotional amnesia"

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