Again, I read our conversation.
Again, I strayed into that space.
Again, I whispered your name.
Again, I remembered that pain.

And there will be more of these repetitions ahead.
Because I couldn't forget that night of your bane.


Nightfall in the car, always reminded me of you in my heart.

Let this be the final fight,
For I will stray from your side, just like a kite.
These feelings shall be like a dimming light,
And fade away, from that fateful night.



I have no right to care for you, for I am not worthy of you.

"You know, it's not exactly easy for me to put you off my mind every moment I have.

Ever since that confession, you had been (uncontrollably) appearing all the time in my head. In fact, I don't even know what I should do at this point.

Maybe I'm just messed up, not knowing what to do, and hence choosing to ignore these facade of mine. Maybe I'm just afraid, afraid of how to face you after all these happened.

I know, I know you're definitely affected by what I did now... but I'm even more afraid of hurting you over time. It's scary, and I'm sure you know how that felt. "

And after all these, I couldn't make myself send this message to you.
I am still afraid. Afraid of the damage I could possible caused you. Afraid of the hope that I might shatter. Afraid of everything that could hurt you.

In the end, I couldn't even take that risk. Especially when it involves you.


Perhaps, I am afraid of facing the truth. 

I guess I definitely care too much.
But... it's probably better this way.
Rather than being involved with me,
You are better being free.


I didn't made the choice, but I'm glad you did.

I tried to care less,
And I always ended up doing more.


Will everything stays the same? Or it had already turned into the worst that I could ever imagined?