Here I am again, crying on one corner of our room. It feels so cold, so dark, so empty. It feels like the whole world's angry and disappointed at me. Why do you have to do this to me?
I remember when I was still young, still innocent about the hardships of life. My heart jumps with joy when I see you. You were the one who gave thrill to my life. Without you, my life would've been boring.
We've shared positive and negative times, living as easy as 1, 2, 3. I always find solutions to my problems when I'm with you. They say it's improper to like you, but I do. One-half of my heart belongs to you.
All of these suddenly changed. You've made a great sin and I feel like standing on top of a pyramid, waiting for someone to rescue me. I guess it's what they call the radical feeling at the center of a love triangle.
Here we are, standing on the same plane with immeasurable distance between us. I keep on trying to connect all the points of this misunderstanding between us. But no matter how I try, I just keep on failing. I always come up to committing mistakes.
I used to study with you, have bonding moments with you. I always thought you were the best thing in my life. I used to love you.
But now, those days are gone. You've changed a lot. What's left of my feelings for you is just sadness, hatred. You always give me problems and depressions. You gave me a reason to give up. Whenever I hear your name, I couldn't help but cry.
My mind tells me that I still love you. But my heart loves you no more. But I wouldn't give up just because of you. Until now I'm hoping that one day, I could bring back the past and I'll learn to love you again. Hoping that by that time, you would make me cry no more, my dear Mathematics.
