no matter how much i deny it, i finally realize that what my friends are saying are right.

i keep putting on a strong face upfront and pretending to be okay when the truth is.. i'm not. i'm not okay.

i keep saying that i'm not sad; i'm not missing you, i don't wish things were different, i'm satisfied with this situation. my lips are saying the words but my heart is feeling otherwise. 

i miss you.

i love you.