You, again

I might be looking like I am okay this time when I left you, but there’s countless sleepless nights that I passed just to forget you. I thought I could accept all of these but turns out I can’t. Leaving you, who I love, is a torture. I wish everything could work out. I know there’s something wrong could happen if we keep going. I just can’t accept the fact about it. I always yearn about everything that we could have. I wish I could do the things that we should’ve done.. with or without you.