do you ever think of me like how i think of you ? do you ever miss me like how i miss you ? honestly, some days i just sit and reflect on our past, remember the memories. sometimes i believe i have let it all go, but then it also feels like i’m holding on to something that’s not there. i feel caught in between. then there’s another one. where i have moments where i feel like getting up and just leaving but then i come back every single time, it makes me wonder if i should have just stayed. but i don’t want to get hurt. i’m sensitive enough as it already is. sigh. the dilemmas i get stucked in.