I still have the plane ticket; it was booked on the month of April. It was one of those happiest days, we'll be together in 3 months and eager to hug and kiss you on my birthday.
But things changed. A month before my flight, we broke up. It was so hard and never imagined how will I face the coming days and months alone.
Still, I pursued the planned trip because I want to talk to you face to face. I asked for a closure. I don't know if this was the best or the most stupid thing I did because that day is I always remember.
Until now, I'm still stuck here.