Sometimes I don't know if being too attached to that someone is a good thing. It blinds your vision but yet you allow it to. I've made a mistake and I don't even know how to solve it.

It's not that I don't have the guts to face you or that I don't care, it's just that I really really don't know what to do. I don't know how you'd react to everything. I don't know how I should talk to you back again. I thought I'd talk to you again when you've cooled down. You think I'd enjoyed myself after all these?

And I didn't know I would appear to be such a person. But if I made you feel that way, I'm sorry.

I'm as confused as I can be. You're both important to me. The two persons who're always there for me, who listen to me and whom I can depend on in that place that we both hate. The reason why it happened wasn't anyone's fault but mine. I was being selfish.

I don't know if I made sense.

But still, I'm sorry.