it's time for me to organize my life. like you said. prioritize.

to throw out the ancient trash and redundant pieces of scrap i've been holding on to.

i think we didn't work out. 

no matter how much i like you, we're just too different.

i needed the love and affection which you don't seem to give.

perhaps it was because we only had each other then. the familiar past to share our experiences with.

ever since we came back from there, you changed. or rather, you went back to what you were before. 

i had expectations, hopes, and ideas for us together, but now, there's only disappointment.

i liked you. i really did; whole-heartedly.
the time and emotions i spent on you seems for nothing.

you didn't make me feel like i was yours.

i gave myself to you too easily. 

you made the first move, i surrendered readily.

when the time comes for us to have this conversation, i pray that i'll have the courage to go through with it, because i know that my heart will break a little.