these days, our conversation is getting lesser and lesser.
i'm not even sure the next phonecall, what do i have to say to you.
it's seems that whatever i could said has lost it's dignity since the next thing may set you on fire.
there's no leeway in perfecting this relationship,
you probably won't understand this since you have already path your sight,
to you, it's an imprint that whatever i say will eventually led to another spitfire.

to you. break up, letting go no longer hold their stand.
you felt that i have overused it yet where's the root?
are you feeling the same as me like before?
are you seeing what i see in this thing call 'future'?
undoubtedly, i no longer feel my worth in this relationship.
breaking up no longer take its stand.
i feel the immerse pain in me, i feel the drag and i feel that you no longer love me for who i am.
if letting you go was the best way in letting you perfect your world,
i understand that i no longer make a mark since this gap no longer fills.
letting go is painful.
by letting you go,
i'm letting go all the promises you made to me,
i'm letting go of my promises to you,
i'm letting go of 'us' to become 'you' and 'i'
i'm letting go of our tmrws,
i'm leaving our past behind and
most importantly, the love, this love, our love.

i'm sorry.
i'm sorry for being such a pain in your life for those times i made you worse.
i'm sorry for letting you go but allowing you to soar elsewhere.
i'm sorry for not keeping my promises to you and chicken out.
i'm sorry for hurting you just to prove my stand in you,
i'm sorry that i can no longer provide you that love.
i'm sorry that this time round i just couldn't even try.
i'm sorry... sorry that you are no longer my world.

i love you, i really do, only this time it wasn't the same.