I've seen it.
I've felt it.
I've heard it.

Thank you for making everything seem so easy.
You are always the one hurting,
you are always the one suffering.
You are always the one who's right.

Where does that leave me?
You don't love me for who I am anymore,
you love the old me.
Honestly, it doesn't matter anymore.

Because what I've put into this
relationship can definitely be on
par with you and the reasons why I say
that is coz it's justifiable.

Maybe our backgrounds don't suit.
Maybe we've lost the love.
Maybe we've forgotten who we are.
Maybe we ain't ourselves anymore.
MAybe we expect too much and fail
to see efforts arising.

Or for the very matter of fact,
that maybe, we've tried too
hard till we're tired of everything.

Like you say, it's time to let go.
So let it go and don't let our love
hurt you anymore.
Let go of me, the pain giver.
Let go of us, the squabbling twins.

If you let go now, I will let go eventually
and I will never come back to haunt you anymore.
That's the most I can do for you.

Take care then.
Till we meet again.
Be happy, you know you will be.

Love,
your sorrowful girlfriend.

* There goes, another painful scar.