the shortest hour

Everything, there’s a but.

And I this case, it was a serious thing I neglected. I chose not to notice, not to even come close to thinking what you had to go through.

I left everything hanging just to prevent anymore hurt that could had happened if I cared to explain. Because I chose not to share my side of thought, and I left you what I thought would be the best for you, a little heartbreak. And I thought maybe after awhile, it would go away.

But come to think of it, it was the worst way. I cared not of your feelings anymore and went to the extreme just to let you hate me.

Just so that maybe you will get over the whole thing faster.

And the extreme, was really the extreme.

Oh well, the truth does not matter anymore.

you will not like the answer to that

the past stopped appearing in my mind, the songs carries no more meanings.

maybe after this few days, i have a new past to think about

Just so you know, I had been reading, from the start

And I remembered when was the time I read the short post about giving up and why I hate to give up so much.

Because years ago I told and convinced myself to give up that one thing most important to me. Painfully.