I received a text message from a clueless friend recently. “This holds much truth: No matter how badly you miss someone, it’s wiser not to have that person back again.” I have my doubts if I already figured everything . Maybe I need another 101 reality check. Or maybe I need to check if I’m still sane. Because I’m still here waiting. I still have this madness inside my head that he would come back. That he’ll want me to be part of his life again. That he’ll say the words I badly want to hear and everything will be okay. Okaaaaaaay. I’m a self-confessed stupid when it comes to him. It’s as if I’m blindfolded, unable to see for what he really is. To think I’ve always know I’m rational. Because despite what he did, I still love him. So I guess it goes without saying, love is surely made for fools like me.