So much questions, so much. So much LOVE has been given. I'm just wondering, if you really love me, then why did it result to this? I'm afraid to lose you. You might never come back. It's just so terrible. It's true that I miss you. You're that dear to me. Sometimes I blame myself. Thinking that it was all my fault. Come to think of it. You made a mistake too. I don't blame you. I've forgiven you long time ago.
Maybe in the future we'll be together again. I'm really hoping to. We're too young. There are many things that are yet to happen. Maybe by then we'll know the right thing for us. Maybe by then we'll be much matured. Maybe by then we'll be ready and stronger. But Babe I cannot promise to wait for you. I love you, still. That's for sure. My wasted heart will continue to love you.
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kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat
