Don’t delete the pictures. Delete his messages and maybe even his number if it helps you move on, but don’t delete the pictures you took while with him. Trust me, in 20 years, you’ll want to remember the man who broke your heart when you were nineteen. I know it makes you feel like you’re going to vomit when you see the twinkle in his brown eyes or the angle of his pronounced cheekbones. I know it kills you inside, but you will regret taking them in the first place. He will be a lesson to your kids or a boy-you-once-knew heartache or even a flitting memory you smile at when you page through old scrapbooks. He once made you happy, he once was one of the most important people in your life, and he once made you happier than you could’ve ever imagined. Don’t delete the pictures. You’ll thank yourself later.
p.s selamat ulang tahun bang, jangan lupa bahagia.