It was late at night when I decided to text you. While listening to my old jazz music, I tried to tell you what I was thinking about the whole day. We started with some stupid convos, then I finally said it.
"I dun think it'll work out."
Out of billions of words I can create, I chose to use that blunt, straight-to-the-point sentence.
"I also think the same way."
I was a bit surprised. So it wasn't just me.
"Yeah. I cudn't catch up with what you want, especially with my own luggages and my problems."
"Yeah, in some aspects, we are completely in a different page."
I can't do it again.
There has been so many disappointments and pain. I tried and kept falling. I'm just too scared to try once more; I couldn't even try to work it out. I just stood there and see it withered and died.
I am not ready for the drama. I just couldn't afford the mental and physical sacrifice I should give. There's just too many future responsibilities that comes with the relationship that turns me off straight away.So I decided to stop it.
In the end, I spent another night enjoying my life alone. With all that has happened, I can't help but beating myself up and keep thinking that it was my fault. If only I could be bolder. If only I could be less selfish. If only I could give it a go.. If only I could. Yet I couldn't.
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