I just need a place to drop these off...

These days might not be hard for you, but it's certainly not easy for me.

To make a confession, I really don't feel pity about us. I still remember how you told me I have never done a thing before. You said I wasn't concentrated; not until you reached me though. I was waiting, then you were there walking a big step toward me...I can't deny that we worked things out for changes; we communicated for honesty; we fought for ego; we apologized for correction; we compromised for tolerance...We smiled, we laughed, we silence for no reason but because of each other. I really could feel your respect for my existence, and I really appreciated your efforts. I knew I should not have ask you to change...I mean, even if we could make it through this time, the other day I would just start up another fight for another person that bothers me. If that is what you want, I would just let it be. It's not about swallowing our pride anymore. It's about we had already tried enough. Things happen in its way; once it happened, it doesn't mean it was a mistake. Therefore, I will not regret for any decisions, as they are made for the next opportunity to open freely. You will never know, maybe, one day...

If you only stare at the current situation, you will have nothing more than the same in future. Nonetheless I believe when it comes to an end, somehow it means there's a way to another start. It's just the matter of time; as long as I realized our relationship and dramas are unnecessary facts. Without these will only making life easier at some point. I know what I want, all I need it's just some time...Now the least thing that I can do is, turn around, and don't look back. I'm in my place, and I will do whatever I have to.

p.s. You were once good enough for me. I took every word from you serious. You had tried to make me a better person, and we valued each other. I hope you knew I was really meant to stay around when I promised. Not that forever or life-time, all I was saying, as long as you still want me. Anyway, the last one turned out was the worst, subjective and ugly fight.

Wish you feel better when I'm no longer in your life.