Would you continue doing something which makes you unhappy?
Something which makes you like, cry and frown every time you think of it.

I don't know how I feel,
But I'm sure that this isn't regret.
Sigh. Even Willy thought of it before.

Why do I keep looking back?
Why do I keep reminiscing?
When will I ever learn to just look forward and heck whatever that's in the past?

Its not as easy as it seems.
I can't let go.