What's this feeling?

You know that letting him go is the right thing to do and that is what you did.

You thought that you could forget him just like every other guys that have came and went through your life.

You thought time can wash everything away, including feelings..

But somehow deep down inside, whenever you think of the time you spent with him, you couldn't help but feel a deep sense of lost and loneliness.

Those were the happiest time for you.

You couldn't help but wonder whether you'll find the same happiness again without him.

Is he the one? Is he the only one who can bring you true happiness? What if he's the one and now you have let him go?

And then you think, am I just missing the happiness when I'm with him or am I missing the person that is him?

Do we love someone just because we want to be happy? If so, doesn't it mean that love is selfish?