12:38 am

12:30 am

I write less lately.

I don't know, I have many things to be written down but my hands just don't seem to.

And I am sorry.

For breaking my own promises. I told myself that I would write thousand poems for you. I would write everything about you. But I failed.

These words I was trying to create just seemed to fly away.

Fly away.

Far.

Then farther.

Just like you.

Just like us.

Or just like me, who doesn't want to make things either complicated or confusing.

So I choose to step back. Choose to stay away from the things that I shouldn't have involved into.

Choose to leave everything behind.

Choose to not have any heart (that soon will be) broken.

I am sorry.

For breaking my own promises. To choose to step back. To leave you.

But you don't know that I leave, do you?

You never realized. You never knew. Whether I was there or not.

So I guess you won't miss my disappearance though.

Am I right?

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12:38 am

"Hi. Where have you been?"

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