I've been telling myself so much that we're gonna end up together; now it's just the time to go out and live our life. But I know deep down that everything is an uncertainty. I tell myself I wanna marry you. But it really isn't up to me, or even you, to say that that'll happen. Maybe you will find a better guy and eventually settle down. I don't want the day when you call me to inform me that you're marrying to come. But truth is, like how I don't want the movie to end off this way, it may just be the case.
They say that if you really love that person a lot, you'll want her to be happy, to be loved by a guy who loves her more, care for her more, and deserve her more. But it really isn't easy to achieve. I can wait, but I don't wanna lose my chance. The next time, next time when it's possible, I wanna grab hold of you, and never let go again.
I know you may just read this. And I know I'm not supposed to say all this crap. But I still have to. I love you. Even if it means changing anything we have now to something less, I still wanna tell you that.
I felt so down when I heard how you're moving on with life; how you're partying without me with your boyfriend; how I'm less than important to you; how we're no longer together; how you no longer belong to me...
I don't want all these to be happening. But I really have no one other than myself to blame. I'm sorry. Even of it no longer carries any meaning. Please. I don't know what I'm begging of you, but please...
All the best...
