Life goes on,
And so I shall,
Move on with my life.

It's been a fun ride,
But all things must come to an end.

When I saw that familiar address on the parcel,
I just knew that I can never ever move on.

Today Tiffany asked me,
"How come you've been wearing your Swatch,
So often recently?"

I didn't answer.

"Cos you miss Nette right?"

And I could only smile.

4 years ago,
We were happily watching the World Cup together.

4 years later,
I'm still watching,
But you're not talking to me anymore.

And I'll never know the reason why.

Where are you?

Are you still down with me?

You look good enough to eat.

I could never say no to you,
Not even if the fate of the world depended on it.

Happy birthday to Nette Nette.
Hope you liked the present.

It's been 4 years.

And now,
Happy 13th of March to me.

I'll do what's best for you.

Not that I really have a choice.

But I'll leave you alone,
And not bother you anymore.
I'm not gonna call and deprive you of your sleep,
I'll just write here if I feel the urge coming.

It doesn't matter if you'll read it.

But at least it'll stop me from disturbing you.

Whatever it is,
Please please do not return the present to me.

When I first saw it,
I just thought of getting it for you.
No special reason,
But I just wanted to give that to you.

I love you.

I think I'm going mad.

It's just taking every ounce of my strength,
And courage,
To not break down and lose it all.

I'm just so tempted to lay everything on the line again,
And give it all up.
I swear I really don't know what to do,
How to go on living,
If I can't be with you.

I try to pretend I'm okay,
Even though I know I'll never be.

But how can I promise to love you,
When all I can do is to harm you?

I'm just so fucked up.

It's good that you'll be leaving soon.
Free from the hurt and pain I've caused you to suffer,
In the past,
And even now in the present.

I deserve nothing.

I'm such an unappreciative moron.

I really enjoyed the cake.
I just don't know why I acted like that,
Without taking your feelings into consideration.

I'm just an idiot.

Sorry.

I hope you'll forgive me one day.

Love is a subject that I've never aced.

And even after years of hard work,
I'm still failing miserably.

I've been around,
And met my fair share of people.

But you're still the only one I want to be with.

Winter departs,
And spring returns;
Deep inside,
My love will always burn.
For you only,
And no-one else;
Not even time itself,
Can break this spell.

I miss the closeness that we used to share.

I'm still the same.
Nothing has changed, you know?