I love to be alone because I find comfort in loneliness.

I should have said this a long time ago.

I'm sorry.

Truly sorry.

I guess I needed it to come strong so that we won't look back anymore.

Guilty? Yes.

But I guess it's all in the past. Regrettable but we have no choice.

I had no choice.

I rather you curse me, hate me, loathe me to death. At least remind me that I'm the bad guy again. That I don't deserve happiness. That I'm just despicable to have done such a horrid act.

If you really know the reasons to my actions. If you really know my feelings at that time. If you really knew me. Things wouldn't have turned out this way. But then again. It's me to be blamed.

Drunk in my memories again tonight. When will I ever be saved from this long nightmare.