Why?

Why are we apart when we love each other?

Why am I always running into troubles when things are getting better?

Why did I mess things up so badly?

I only wanted the best for us. I wanted to spend time together. I wish to be with you. I wanna make you happy and get rid of those begging and pleading to come back. I want to blog about us, and I want to attend church together with you. I wish to build a family with you.

Dearie told me that she had enough. Well enough of the pains and hurts. I don't wish that either. But we had never had enough love, nor cherish each other. I wish to do that when I have given a chance one day.

Love you always