It’s okay to listen to sad songs. It’s okay to sometimes check his instagram and twitter eventhough you know he is happy. It is okay to sometimes cry to sleep. It is okay to feel hopeful everytime someone whatsapp you. It is okay to remember those memories in J Co Donuts. It is okay to hate the sweater he gave you. It is okay to feel disappointed with yourself. Because sometimes your strength might be fading and all you can do is hold on to the vanishing hope. Because people change and promises are broken. Memories are forgotten. But what hurts the most is being the only one wishing for the eternal.