Everything was bound to happen. Before you left, I’ve always known that you have your doubts on staying with me for a long, long time. I knew you had your doubts but I didn't bothered to talk about it with you. Partly because I was afraid, that I’ll lose you back then, and partly because I knew all things have to end, someday. Somehow. And then I realized that it already happened. I lost you the moment I decided to never bother or care about the idea that you’ll leave me someday. I knew but I didn't care.










