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Some paths still leads me back to you, but I choose not to continue.
Some people reminds me of how we used to, but I rather neglect and instead, wait ‘till the moon turn blue.
Some dreams makes me long for you, but I never linger, not for a minute or two.
Sometimes I think of you, and for a moment I knew,
I don’t want to waste any millisecond of me dying for you.
This isn’t Hate, this is protection.
To protect myself, something I once failed to do.
If I’ll ask, will you allow me to?
Is it fear of not satisfying my needs?
Is it my beliefs and principles you can’t conceive?
Or is my best too intimidating that you cut me off and go with someone new?
If so, then I’m glad. Really. I am.
Thank you for thinking things through,
We wandered in paths that made us fool.
Blinded by all the dramas, I believed but you,
You saw our childishness, acting tough and fighting against all odds, will eventually lead us to a life of regrets.
Foolish wandering lost living souls we once were.
For seeing things through,
For knowing it cannot be you,
For accepting that it shouldn't be you,
For cheating with someone new,
Thank you.
This ain't an act, this is genuine forgiveness.
Forgive yourself, too.
