then we were friends. then best friends. then i liked you. then i fell in love with you.
i rejected you many times but you stayed persisent. you really loved me and through your efforts, i can see you slowly giving up.
you also weren’t the man i deserved. but i knew i needed a man like you.
i confessed. you were happy. i was happy.
i started imagining being in a family with you, holding you tight in front of many people, and i thought everything was going to come true.
everything was just right. it wasn’t perfect, but it’s not the worst. everything was balanced.
i was expecting more, but then... you disappeared. nobody heard from you, there was not even a single note that you left. then your body was found deep into the sea. and we found you. but it seems like you can’t find yourself.
you killed yourself. don’t you know how that feels to me? to your friends and family? you end your pain, but you pass them on to people who love you. and we’re going to carry it forever. aren’t you selfish?
but you weren’t selfish. you were like this tickingg time bomb nobody could defuse, because nobody could hear you. i’m sorry you had to go through all that, baby.
i love you, i miss you. forever.