Until this very day, I still can't believe it.

I still couldn't convince to myself that you actually did that.

What do you think I am?

I'm a human with feelings too.

At first, I respect whatever you've to say but,

when I found out the truth, I only realise how stupid I am.

How foolish I am.

What have I done wrong?

Everywhere I go, memories would just surrounds me and

I really hate it.

I Hate It.

I've been working just to keep myself occupied just to run away

and stop thinking about it.

If only you understand and know how I felt.

How painful it is.

But it's only an IF.

what's more to say? It's over.