And just like that.

I thought I was strong, only to see that I am still so weak. Merely seeing a simple book that you gave me floods back all the memories. It's just hard, it's hard to be back in this dorm room where from a distance we had so many conversations whether by phone or by facebook. It's hard to see places on campus where I would sit and just talk to you and hear the good news, the bad news or just your voice. Oh how I miss those days, the days that I would dream that everything would be okay, that everything bad would just go away. But of course that was just me and my imagination trying to stay strong and positive. I miss you a lot. I didn't think that the memories would be flooding back that all the emotions that I have been holding back would wash up with so much pain. I thought that the tears were gone, I thought that I became stronger. I thought but I was wrong.