It’s been awhile.
Many things have happened. Some good ones, some bad ones. But it’s alright.
Everything happens for a reason.
Don’t blame anyone. I shown you the path and you decided to end it.
You decided that it was no longer worth investing in.
You never understood what I said.
And when you do, will I still be here?
It’s already July. Time is relative to perception. It’s going on too fast for me.
I can’t bear to think about that gap. Whatever am I going to do without someone as instrumental as you? I fear.
For some reasons, July had been a bittersweet event so far. And I’m already tired.
Can you blame the leave, when the tree lets go?