She knew it was time to move on
just forget about him
just forget about the memories
just forget about his touch, his smell, his words
just forget about the warmth of his skin and the way his eyes could start a fire in her heart

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She was sitting in her bedroom overthinking about everything.
Her favourite song was playing as she was looking out of her window.
She started thinking "maybe it's really time to finaly move on.. but.. i don't know how" she teared up, took a deep breath "maybe he's bad for me and i just can't see it clearly" but then again she thought "what if he's the one"... "oh if he was really the one.." she thought to herself " would feel it and see it so clear and all the doupts you have right now they wouln't be here."