Tell me why life’s unfair. My life, in particular. This is not the way I suppose to view life but this is what I see and feel. My life, when all pieces fit together, time comes that everything falls apart. Nothing happens in the right place and time.

Many say that boys are all the same. They’re all insensitive. I stood to object before because I know someone who was not. I really admired him because you can really count on and trust him. He understands what you’re trying to say although you’re not yet done relating. He always comfort you in times of problems and laugh with you through your joy. He’s sweet at times and romantic for once. I really didn’t expect that he’ll do ‘that.’ He even made a way in order to do it. It’s really funny but really cute and desirable.

But that was over.

Guess what, he already had made me wait for him for a couple of times. I understand that he feels a lil bit awkward but that’s not reasonable. So, I waited for him but he failed me, not once, but twice. I swore not to wait for him anymore. I don’t know why I can’t do it. He made me realize that all ‘him’ are the same. Insensitivity binds them all.

I’ll go and find someone different, and prove this wrong.

YOU HELD YOUR PRIDE, LIKE YOU SHOULD HAVE HELD ME. 

First of all, let me tell you that I’m sorry. For what happened, and for what I have decided to say.
I never really knew how to begin this, since I was never sure if you’ll happen to pass by this site and read this. But in case, just in case, I wanted you to know that I’m sorry. Right. You’re going to tell me again that it’s your fault. Then you’re going to blame yourself big-time for what happened to us right now. Well, I’m not going to let that happen again. I did this post because I want you to listen, to understand and to awaken your senses, since I never really said all of the things that I should the last time we talked. 
Honestly speaking, I wish you hadn’t done that. I wish I hadn’t seen that. I wish I hadn’t heard that. I wish you just made a short call. I wish you never took granted of my efforts to wait for your replies. But then, I realized that you were happy. You were happy that day, you were happy with them, and I don’t have the right to force you not to be happy because I love you. Even though that fact deeply and secretly inflicted pain on me, I held it in because I love you so much. Even though you’ve spent the day doing other things with other people instead of accepting my invitation to accompany me to the church, I swallowed everything in and let you do whatever you wanted. Didn’t you know that I didn’t slept the night  because I wasn’t really sure of your safety? I was too scared to sleep because I know that something might happen to you once you come outside of your friend’s house with all those armed people there. I thought everything’s gonna be okay. My hopes were up. I was being optimistic. Then you let me down. You let me down.
Now, every time I look at you, all I remember was that night when you went away, for the third time. Yeah, you’ve hurt me. Yeah, it’s your fault. But I can’t help but to think that it’s partly my mistake, too. I do not know why, I just feel that way. I tried my best to resist from looking at your page again, since every time I took a glance on it, there was always something that offends me. I’d never want that to happen again. I’ve grown fond, but I’ve grown tired too. I’m sorry.
Now I want you to remember this. Despite everything that has happened, good or bad or whatever, always keep in mind that never in my life I’ve decided to leave you, nor to hurt you or such. I love you. And I don’t care if you loved somebody else, I don’t care what other people might think. I love you. And I’m doing this because I think this is what makes you happy. We need to think. We needed a break from everything. This might hurt, I know. But in the end, it will be all worth it. 
If you’re coming back, I’ll be glad to accept you again. If you’ve decided that you’re not, then I thank you for every single thing that we’ve shared. The months were all worth it. As much as I am looking forward to make our time longer, I also want you to enjoy yourself for a while first. You’re young, you have gifts and responsibilities and so do I.  Once we’re both finished doing these stuff, I swear I’ll be ready again to accept you. That is, if you can wait for me still, like you promised me before.
I love you. I’ll see you soon.