We almost became lovers. It's just almost, unfortunately. And almost is never enough, really.

You said it was love. But it was a game, instead. A game well played by you. It must be a great one!

We said goodbye but we didn't mean it. We wanted to stay. We wanted to be happy. We wanted to be the perfect couple we could ever be. But things changed. What went wrong? Who should be blamed? Is it you? Or should it be me? I forgot everything since then. We shouldn't have said goodbye. We shouldn't have given up. I loved you. Did you love me? I fought for you. Did you fight for me? Or if we could turn back time, are you willing to save the relationship we had? I wish I could know because it hurts. I remember the moments we had. Our photos together. I miss you so much. Did you miss me? Or did you think of me even for once?

And I woke up from a whimsical slumber
just as when my cloudless eyes
have seen the first leaf of Spring
So delicate it was...

Like a tulip starting to bloom;
A promise made to someone special;
A spell hidden in a magic trick
And a mended heart after the torment...

Flashbacks started to be unveiled
laughter...
happiness...
endless fights...
tears...
late night thoughts...
countless dramas...

then love fades...

Oh! The sprinkles of the past
Where emptiness creeps
Where walls of regrets visit
But the morning light explodes still

Everything is delicate indeed
Like the leaf that soon will break off in time
Secrets hidden in a jar of fear
Wound that heals after a decade
And pain that remains for quite sometime

Gayle Foreman's right
Anything can happen in just one day...

Will you hug him if tomorrow he becomes cold?
Will you hold him if tomorrow he leaves you unprotected?
Will you stay if tomorrow he pushes you away?
Will you free him if tomorrow he loves someone else?
Will you fight for him if tomorrow you’re the only one fighting?
Will you accept him if tomorrow he comes back?

Will you risk everything for him?

Yes, if that’s what it takes to bring him back.