| The End |

within a matter of two days, i am now alone.
it was a mutual agreement.
there was a momentary sense of release when we got things off our chest.
but i haven't stopped crying since we said goodbye.

i'm suppose to be happy,
because after all, that was what i wanted.
but i've become so unsure of myself,
i can't think anymore.

while i was in the shower last night,
thoughts of the past with him came flashing through my mind.
i regretted the actions i had done to hurt him
one wrong move and i could never erase the pain i'd caused.

what else is there left for me to hold on to,
when everything's been said and done?
we've come to the end.
i've been advised not to think if we still have a chance with each other,
because more often than never,
things never work out the way you want them to.
i'm on the verge of a break-down.

this seperation, he said, is for a good cause,
so that if ever we cross paths again,
our love will be stronger than before,
and we'll be happier.
but until that day comes,
i pray that Lord, You'll be with him every step of his way,
that You'll mould him to become the man You created him to be.

to [him],
i never regretted being with you,
i just regretted all those wrong choices i made to hurt you.
i'm sorrie.
maybe this seperation will really do us good,
maybe it won't.
like you said, we'll leave it to God.
thank you for giving me time to find myself again.