Bye.

I'm a failure of my own words.

I don't know how to appreciate after all.

The more I say, the more I do, I made it all worse.

I said I didn't want to lose a friend.

But I forced it to happen, and I did lose a friend in the end.

Was it because I couldn't forgive after all?

Was it because I have my fairshare of faults and wrongdoings?

It's always the case that it's too late to apologise.

I don't know what I am feeling right now.

All I know is that I did something which I have never done before, and I can still feel the sting on my hand. It's not something I regret doing, but something that changed our lives all together.

I couldn't quite figure out why did I end up having that courage to do such a nasty thing. A nasty thing to show how much pain and shock I had to go through because of someone else's selfishness. Maybe I had to return that hurtful moment. I'm not the bigger person, I am just as selfish because I don't want to feel that pain all on my own.

I always wondered, does it have to be this bad? I thought I could try accepting everything, and make a happy ending out of it. But I am just lying to myself. There is no such thing as a happy ending that everyone can accept. A happy ending for someone else, may not be a happy ending to me. So I just ended up making things worse.

I am really selfish. I am stoopid and naive. I always say I've learned a lot from this, but who am I kidding. I'm just a rotten person, like any other rotten people.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything that I did.

I'm sorry for everything that I said.

I am a failure of my own words.