This boy here is the only one who can be really cheer me up when I am feeling down, when I am freaking almost to tear, when I am bored, when I just want to have someone to talk to. He may not even understand a single shit that I talked about, but at least he is able to make me smile. I just want someone who can cheer me up, who can try millions of ways just to see me smile. He wouldn't make me cry, he wouldn't make me sad. How great it is to be him. No stress, nothing to think. As long as he can eat and play. That's the motive of his life.

It has been 2 weeks. It is tough, but still, 2 weeks has passed isn't it? It's not easy to let go, not easy to give up. But I still choose to. Because I thought of the future ahead of us. How long can we go on like this? I just want someone who loves me and understands me. Is that far too much? I don't know and I don't wish to know anymore. Just take good care of yourself. I won't go back to you because I am determined this time and I believe I can walk through all this, alone. Thanks for the brownies. But please don't do it again. Thanks.