I can't write a book witout a pen. I can't fight a battle witout a sword. I can't continue with this love alone. I know from the start that I am not the one. But yet I still assume that maybe just maybe you have also feelings for me. But I was wrong. You were just my once upon a time not my happily ever after. I can't play a losing game. For losing means hurting and hurting is painful. And I have experience a lot of pain, and I can't handle another.