There were times when I was with my lover, I would still think of you like I had when we were together.
How was I able to do such thing when I'm with my lover?
Maybe because deep inside where I deny everything, I still held my love for you. And a hope that you would run for me.
I'm addicted to the inside scars you gave.
And yet I love my lover.
But then I remember, that you had hurt me in ways more than what had happened to me years ago. You had hurt me, not only emotionally, but mentally. I gave you my heart a second chance, but I was a fool to give it to you when all I know you only would hurt me with the things you decided to choose.
And I regret every single things I did for you. For you only wasted it like trash.