The day I finally decided to give us up. I read and relived every bit of memory that you and I have. Then realised that those moments weren't just small moments they were my most special times. Every phone call, every long cheesy text messages, every late night video call. They all rain down on me like bullets. That no matter how hard I try to shield myself I will still end up dead. That every laughter we shared is a storm, in which at anytime will take my everything away. Every memory of you that I don't wanna forget, they were the things that hunts me in my sleep.

I realised that between the two of us. I, I'm the one who has to lived with those painful memories. You've made up your mind. You left, I stayed. You left me with no choice. I was so caught up with the thought of spending my whole life with you. While you were making plan of the future with someone new.

I guess, I made a mistake. Maybe I lost you already even before you left. Maybe I lost you on that rainy day when I told you how much you meant to me, or maybe when I held you tighter after you got up from a nightmare. Maybe it was when I told you, you're my dream. I will never really know. Because you never made me understand. You just left. Just like that I lost you.