I know there's a choice for me to be happy. But somehow I choose not to be. Well, I don't really feel the need to be happy at this point. I might sound ungrateful but I'm not complaining.

Ayoko lang mabalewala ang lahat... oras, kwento, pang-unawa at pakikibag-kaibigan. I know I already told you this but I just can't help but feel that you're subtly pushing me out of your life to ease the hurt. And I don't like it; not even a milli-second of it. I don't remember why I had to say yes. I guess I just couldn't find enough reason to say no when you asked me like that. But I have to respect your wishes.

Does it really have to be this way? The minute I got home that night and everything became clear, I asked myself: what are we trying to accomplish here again?

*sigh*...