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Elias sometimes known as yayas... Dont ask me why.. Haha... A kind soul..
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Sunday, March 28, 2021
Sad
XD posted at 5:42 PM

You told me that you couldn’t connect with me as I did not open up my feelings. There’s no chance for you to be there for me. Well... you made me sad on that night and guess what? You couldn’t do anything about it when the time finally comes for you to act.

‘I’m very sorry’

‘I love you’

Those words doesn’t have much meaning when your own personal goal is to get married as soon as possible. 

The proposal to spend our lives together and do what we didn’t get to do until the end of the stipulated course agreement date seems too good to be true. I could not agree to pretend as if nothing ever happened. Spending the best of our lives only to separate when the time comes. It’s that your way to reduce your guilt and regret? Or you really wanted to spent one last time with me over this ‘abrupt break up’ which was not expected from the ‘talk’ that night.

Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmmm.

I’m just overthinking. Well anything goes now.

Anything can happen.