the story behind it

back to december

i was young,

stupid.

immature.

i never thought that my foolishness will hurt someone.

until it did.

your love to me is so precious and pure.

you gave me everything.

and i take it for granted.

telling myself that it's okay because it doesn't meant anything to me.

until i lose it.

nothing can compared to what i did to you.

i thought it was a game.

until i won it.

you leaving kills a part of me.

but i can't complain.

it's my fault.

i hurt you.

so bad that it costs your love to me.

i hope one day.

when you are ready,

whenever,

wherever,

comeback to me.

i would always be here.

waiting to love you back.

doing it right this time.

one day.