I always hope that somehow you could be sorry for what you've done and felt guilty. And I remember that how could you feel guilty nor sorry if you have no idea what you've done? Somewhere I longed for our true moments. I don't know what goes wrong with us. Maybe because we got weary of each other? I don't know... I'm desperately asking for the truth behind all the lies. I've played long enough of all your games. I've even broken my heart just the sake of it. I choose to understand you when I couldn't understand you. I choose to remember all the good memories with you when I could just remember all the bad ones. I choose to be blind when I see your true feelings and intentions. I choose to defend you when everybody choose to criticize you; even to myself. I choose to shut up when I badly want to say something. I choose not to feel anything when I feel everything. I choose to stay when all the signs says to me is to leave. I choose to choose you when all you do is left me with no choice. I choose to save you rather than save myself. But of all the things I've done for you, you didn't appreciate it. I am stupid enough just to realize now that I can't satisfy your ego. I have no power to do that. I thought my willingness is enough but I am wrong. Oh, I am wrong all the time. I'm sorry. All my choices didn't bother me or regret anything. Because I know that every decision I've made they have consequences that I have to deal after. But you taught me to blame myself everytime I have to choose. No matter what it is, no matter where it goes... it's just the same. You taught me not to be confident about myself. I was constantly improving myself but you taught me to destroy it rather. I was at the bottom but you push me to the bottom-bottom rather than to lift me up. I thought you are my friend and even a family. Funny that I was only thinking that way. You never thought that aren't you? Or have you forgotten already? I don't know what is the problem. And even I'm dying to know what it is. I rather not to ask. Because one time, you said to me that "Don't ask question when you are not ready for the answer." Yea... I am not ready to hear your excuses or tired of hearing it anymore. I know that your answers to my questions doesn't satisfy the truth. You always make excuses for yourself especially for your mistakes. You always blame others and point finger to them. I'm tired. I'm so tired to the point that I don't care anymore. But I also do care. I don't know what to feel. I don't know what to do. 'Cause you taught me to be like this too. At the end, you have no idea what I was talking about. It is okay. I just want to forget everything and move on now. You are now my reminder. A reminder that you are my lesson and not my failure. Thank you for all the lesson you have given to me and taught me. I've realized many things because of you. Thank you for being my reminder. Here's my thank you, sorry and goodbye. #ThingsToNeverForget #OpenLetterToMyReminder /c.c/ Now playing: Cool off by Session Road