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Thursday.
Not a beautiful morning.
Not as beautiful as two days ago.
Don't know what to do.
All I want to do is just disappear.
Disappear from his life.
Disappear from his heart.
There's no reason to stay anymore.
There's so much reason to leave.
I'm tired.
So does he.
Tired to hold on this situation.
All I want to do is leave.
Leave all about us.

I'm sick.
So does he.

I'm hurt.
So does he.

Just one big thing I want to do.
LEAVE.

I'm tired of his manner.
So does he.

I don't know, what still makes us survive.

I don't wanna hold you.
I'll let you go.
Go to your happiness.
Wherever and whover is she.
I'll let you find her.

Find someone who understands you
Someone who loves you sincerely
Someone who faithfully accompany you
Someone who received either your bad
Someone that can make you feel happy just when you beside her or just thinking about her.

Go.
And find yours.

I'll be happy with my own way.
I'll be ok, even without you.

Sorry for all difficulties that have come to your life along you with me.

I'll go.



-written on "Someday in March"-