A letter to an old old fren...

I never like to break promises. But that time round, it was you who coerced me to do that. You already allowed him by your side, then why do you still ask for me? Is that your plot to keep me from drifting away? You actually dun have to lie to me. I've got ears to listen and eyes to see. You're the one who came up to me, but you never got to know me better. You're too indecisive and selfish. It's a pity you're not as pure as you claim to be. I'm sick of the way you try to gain sympathy. You should know that its your own fault. When you finally choose him, I was sad for a while. Not just for myself for allowing you to make a fool out of me, but also for you for your choice. I've warned you before, but you failed to heel my advice. All I can do is wish you all the best. There's really no point regreting about it now. You've made your choice. What could have been will never be, the feelings lost will never be recovered. Things wouldn't be the same as before. When I held your hands, I once thought that you'll be the one. In the end, you're not. Sad to say, I'm glad that you choose him instead. I'll remember the good times that we once had. Afterall, you did leave a mark on my heart.
Although this message is written for you, I dun think you'll get to read it. In fact, I hope you never get to read it.

Sew this up with threads of reason and regret. So I will not forget. I will not forget. How this felt one year six months ago. I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget... (quoted from the song One year, six months by Yellowcard)