Tonight

Tonight I will get better over you. 

I'm going to throw away every piece of memory your have  in me. 

Deleted all your messages. Deleted you in my contact list. In my friends' list in social media accounts and in real life. The recordings and the videos that I have made. Thrown away your things. Everything. 

Tonight I'm getting over you. 

'Twas 99% almost done. 

Then this scumbag picture if yours fell from my wallet. Tears have fallen simultaneously. 

Tonight, i thought I was getting over you but *sigh*...

it wasn't your fault she loves you back after all.  

It wasn't your fault I've fallen for you. 

It wasn't your fault, after all.

It wasn't your fault, 'twas mine. 

Tonight, I'm still not over you. I'm sorry.