emotional, nostalgic, regrets.

looking back, i don't really quite make out how everything turned out to be. what we used to have, how we used to spend our time together, why we did those stupid things, when we used to plan our future, how we want our lives would be when we grow old together.

to me, my world crumbled when you decided to take things into your own hands, not giving me even the slightest chance to intervene. to say i didn't suspect a single thing is too much of an overstatement, but its the amount of trust and faith i had in us made me think otherwise. little did i know, you're always there to prove me wrong, that is of no exception.

i have not forgotten any stuffs you told me on that very fateful night, or morning if one should insist, citing the facts that i was over-reliant on you and my character and actions sometimes made you think twice about who you really wanted in the nearer future.

in those close-to-be 2 years where we spent almost all the time we had together, i became too protective and dedicated too much time to you, alienating me from my family and friends. family and friends soon realised the difficulty in locating my whereabouts and gave up on asking me out, knowing i've prioritized all my time to you.

maybe what i wanted for you, wasn't what you wanted from me, but all i did for you, was what i thought was the best for you and us. but in life, i've come to realise that things wouldn't always go as planned, and that's the wonder of it.

to be honest, i think of you at times. i look back at the many memories we once shared. flashes of almost everything we once did together haunts me all the time when i began doing it myself.

the strings to my heart pull all the time when i began thinking back on the times and memories we had. but what really hurts me most, was how you chose to end it all, with a simple lie, via the most insincere way ever, a fucking sms.

[so after all those that i've done for you,
i was nothing but a 7-page sms to you]