This will be the last post for this blog. All memories here shall be shut down and forgotten. While reading through this blog, those posts I found out one thing, which is unhappy memories here are more than happy memories. This wasn't what I want when I started blogging. But it doesn't matter anymore now. We had to move on in life. There's one day one of us will give up. I chose to give up. Through these few months, I've been thinking of some things that would make me stay, but all I remembered was just the first 1 month when we just got together. No quarrels nothing. Other than that, I couldn't think of anything else to make me stay. 4 years of relationship is so fragile is a glass of wine falling off the table. Cracked, and can't be fix. Even if the scattered glass can be stick back to how it was, it won't be the same as the glass before it had cracked. Some things can't be amended at all. Once broken it's considered sold. Just like my heart, once broken it can never be the same anymore. You had started a new life earlier than me. But why when I wanted to start a new life, you doesn't want to let go? Is it because you're afraid of losing a spare tyre? I really don't know and I don't wish to know. I chose to walk another path. Even if this path is not very easy to walk, I will try my best. Because at least I tried.

Labels: #last post. New life

This will be the last post for this blog. All memories here shall be shut down and forgotten. While reading through this blog, those posts I found out one thing, which is unhappy memories here are more than happy memories. This wasn't what I want when I started blogging. But it doesn't matter anymore now. We had to move on in life. There's one day one of us will give up. I chose to give up. Through these few months, I've been thinking of some things that would make me stay, but all I remembered was just the first 1 month when we just got together. No quarrels nothing. Other than that, I couldn't think of anything else to make me stay. 4 years of relationship is so fragile is a glass of wine falling off the table. Cracked, and can't be fix. Even if the scattered glass can be stick back to how it was, it won't be the same as the glass before it had cracked. Some things can't be amended at all. Once broken it's considered sold. Just like my heart, once broken it can never be the same anymore. You had started a new life earlier than me. But why when I wanted to start a new life, you doesn't want to let go? Is it because you're afraid of losing a spare tyre? I really don't know and I don't wish to know. I chose to walk another path. Even if this path is not very easy to walk, I will try my best. Because at least I tried.

Labels: #last post. New life