my story not even started but it has come to the ending. letting go was my choice to get rid of anything that strolling around in my mind for past few years.
its hard when i know i have to do it before i can say that one meaningful word.
you gave no choice. the silence, the ignorance you gave makes me so hurt that i feel i must forget you by the anger
i was asking my self, how can i feel so deeply in love with this kind of human who dont thinks about the others but himself. no caring no emphaty are things i know if i continue this story to an endless catasthropic love story.
i decided to choose myself. whatever make me happy. i know its hard, struggling with the unspoken feeling. pretending to be okay but not
its better than i reach you who only give me sadness. always me who make the relation stand, keeping communication among us going well.
if you wonder why i have this kind of feeling. i dont know either. i cant choose and i cant easily forget too. this of course, not my willing to have some awkward undesirable feeling with my bestfriend.