I can’t describe how much I love you knowing you’re not feeling the same anyway. But you can ask the moon if you want and if you’re lucky enough, the moon will tell you how many times I visualize your face through it. You can ask the heave and it’ll tell you how many times I spoke your name will all the hopes I have left in me. But loving you means not having you at all. That’s why you can ask God. How many times I prayed for you. I told him that if I don’t deserve you He may now guide you to the right person who can own your heart and soul. And if love means her, I understand. This is where I shall say my Good Bye.