After so long,
I have finally done what everyone has been asking me to do.

After so long,
I have done what I told myself each time it happened.

Why does it hurt so much?
Did I make the right decision?
Why does it stab whenever I think about it?
Why do I suddenly feel so.. alone?

I promised.
I won't cry.

Perhaps, hopefully, I won't cry over any other guy again.

I wonder.
If I would find happiness again.