I've thought about this a couple of times. I knew it. Unfortunately, I should've known earlier. I thought letting out what I feel about this will somehow work out. Unforunately again, it didn't. In fact, I feel worse. Yes, I'm paranoid. But I'm scared. You mean so much to me. Yes, I do trust you. But I can't let my feelings about this dissappear just like that because I have very good examples of this incident which occured to people who are (closely) related to me. I feel the sadness and against all odds, I'm going to try not to think about this for good. For our own good. I'll be fine shortly, but I will accidentally think of this issue again.

Looking back, I realise that things/people change as time goes by. For the better or worse, it's one's choice. Sometimes I hate wishing for things to occur because if they don't, I'm the one who'll be upset the most. How I wish I could change things. Sigh. It is during times like this that I need your assurance the most.

I think I shall stop here. I don't know what's the use of this anyway. It saddens and worries me but what can I do? What choice do I have?



Will you still love me in the morning?