I looked up the sky, hearing your voice as if it was my sweet lullaby. Reminiscing the days we've spent, imagining what it could have been.
Our sweetest "I love you's", turned to such bitter "I hate you's". I could have stayed if you want me to, But as long as you refuse to understand me, this will not work between us two.
The lesson I learned is not fearing to love again, but rather that some people are worth letting go despite the pain.
Moving on is the hardest thing yet the most wisest thing to do.