Every night I pretended not to hear a damn thing. Their whispers of love and satisfied moans, I wished for all of it to stop, but it didn't. I want to scream because my heart hurts so much and I can't properly breathe. The pain is too much. Many times I wished that my sight be gone so I would never see the way he loves her. I want my ears to stop working so I won't hear the way he talks to her. It was full of care, comfort and love, everything that he surely will never give to me. But, who am I to ask such off him? Keith was never mine in the first place. We were just caught up in the heat of the moment. What shouldn't have happened, happen and I am now living with the consequences of our mistake. Is it wrong to dream for a happy ending for us? They said all is fair in love and war. Is it really, even if you know your battle is a losing one and you know that you'll get badly beaten in the end?