My friends told me over and over that there’s something wrong with me.
I dont know what it is, but i felt that you still holding back on me. It’s like i always come back to you no matter how hard i tried. You always come to my dreams, like a nightmares.
I feel sorry for my self, for you and feel worse for us. We didnt make it. I’m sorry for that, i wish i could change it but i cant. I always pray for you, for your happiness.
I found my life now, i try to be happy. At least i try.
I want to grow up and i wish you could too.
I want to let you go.
I hope you could do the same thing.
Just let me go.