... you shut me out.
6 months later I approach you.
Tell me what I need to do so you will talk to me again?
Do I annoy you?
Maybe I should be more aggressive.
My mum is right. It's painful 'coz I care.
I thought I have given ourselves enough time. I took the courage to contact you again. Part of me wants things to return as it is. Part of me is understatement. I know it's kinda impossible, but I really wish shits never happen.
Perhaps you are right. My existence does not fall in timely matter. I feel much contented from not having regrets in my life, rather than bottling this emotion for another 2 years.
Thank you. The puff. The cheese cake. The memory.
[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot