Seriously speaking, I have no idea how long it will take me to get over the whole episode... I find it so hard to let go... He used to tell me that I can throw all my worries towards him and hence I am left with no worries... He used to tell me that no matter what happened, he will always be there for me... But then, he prepared me for the worst... He left me to fend for myself... He told me that it was for my own good... I concluded that he is selfish and cruel simply because it was a pack of lies and excuses... I forgive him in the end... But WHY???

My heart told me to do so... I hate someone so much and I know it is tiring... I don't wish to add another person into the list... I don't want to hate him... But there is only a line separating hatred and love... If there's no hatred involved, I can't deny that there's no love involved... But is that love??? Or it's only a habit...

He was given the third chance but then everything changes after I am back from Bristol... Sometimes I wonder whether I am the one who has changed or the other way round... Perhaps knowing something that I could never get the truth made me extra cautious when dealing with him... I can make him promise me everything but then I can't make myself obey his one and only request...

I don't blame him for saying that I am stubborn because I admit I am... I was the one who called the shot this time... I was the one who started the mess... I was the one who put an end to it as well... Does it consider quits??? I have no idea on that... What I know now is everything seems to be so perfect on the surface but then it is in fact in a huge mess... Sigh...