Sorry

Do I still have the chance?

The chance to talk to you again.

The chance to see you again.

The chance to argue with you again.

The chance to love you again.

I guess that's the end of it,

there's no such thing as "chance" at the very beginning.

Who would want to return to a place where they get hurt,

I should have realised th-

No.

I do realise it,

but,

I put a blind eye to it and pretend that I know nothing. 

I've known it for long time already.

I'm a fool.

Indeed, I'm a fool.

There's no way I could be better if I get stuck in this situation,

but, 

There's no way either for me to get out of this.

I know it all along,

to get out of this is to move on, 

but,

I've moved on.

I've moved on but I'm scared that I won't be feeling the same way as before.

I felt secured.

I felt safe.

I felt comfortable.

I felt like there was a person who could finally understand me.

That was what I felt before.

I was a fool,

No, I'm a fool.

I made mistakes by letting the lust of love and the loneliness ate my soul.

It made me turn my back on you.

I shouldn't have done that.

I shouldn't have done that.

I shouldn't look at other people,

I should have focused on us.

I should have done that.

I hurt you.

I'm sorry that I hurt you.

I was hurting you.

I made you live in hell.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I really want to tell you this. 

Will it reach you?

I'm willing to wait.

-shws