i don't love you anymore

i don’t love you anymore but sometimes when my phone rings, i hope it’s you–asking how my day went.

i don’t love you anymore but sometimes when i wear my sweaters i feel your warmth against my skin the way you hug me in the morning when it’s cold.

i don’t love you anymore but sometimes when i watch your favourite movie i laugh so hard just like when you crack a knock-knock joke.


i don’t love you anymore but sometimes when i ride the bus i remember sleeping in your arms while holding your hand so tight and every time the bus stops it stops the time when i’m with you.

i don’t love you anymore but sometimes when i’m busy and can’t even remember to eat or sleep, i still remember you—the way you held me, the way you kissed me goodnight, the way you made me feel special.

i don’t love you anymore but sometimes when i go to places we went, it hurts so much to see the exact location where you looked me in the eye and told me you love me for the first time.

i don’t love you anymore but sometimes before i sleep and the moment i wake up, there are tears in my eyes because i still can’t accept the fact that you’re gone and i’m alone.

but i swear, i don’t love you anymore.