Tragic isn't it? We quietly live this hazard zone alive. We both know that we
shouldn’t let this fineness gets more magnificent, we shouldn’t let this lovely
connection slays us slowly. Yeah but it’s way too arduous to quit, man.
Yeah, I’m lost. I couldn’t find any way to solve this hella intricate relation.
I'm sorry that i started it all. Sorry for the happiness, sorry for the laughs, sorry for everything, sorry for making it too hard to forget. We have to stop it, right now. You have to find your own girl, the one that match you, the one that good for you, not me, that girl isn't me.
I'm sorry, it was wrong to be there, in your life.
