Eventually.

Just when you realise, everything you did, it's one sided. 
Everytime when you tried to move on, the best you ever reach was to try your best not to think anymore, to distract yourself. 
But how far can you get? 
Because eventually, at one point of time, things came back
And before you know it, you're back to square one. 

People always pretended, they avoid. 
How strange that you could love someone so much that it made you hate them or yourself, for allowing yourself go care so much in the first place. 
It's hurts knowing. 
Knowing that you still care so much, so much.