so i guess....

It's time for me to write the truth. All this time people have been getting the wrong impression. I don't blame them for asking me straightforward why I decided to mmmm breakup. Well, sometimes, sometimes, it kinda kills me to hear it. Haha.
Cause I never wanted the relationship to end. Ever. But things were getting too much and to make a long story short, I don't ever want to be with someone who doesn't want me--anymore.
Ouch, it even hurts to write that. But he is the nicest guy i know and it's not because of something that i could blame him for. It's not cause other girls and it's nothing of the sort.
So I had to accept the fact that the relationship was over. Done. In ashes. Whatever. I could force it to continue, but that is just not wise and not fair to the both of us.
Lately, I heard, he is trying to patch things up. I appreciate it and I'd love to accept it. But since we used to be a couple, we have things we only keep to each other and haven't told any other soul. This is also one of the reasons we ended things. We wouldn't want to strike up another relationship if we both knew it wouldn't work. This thing between us, I know my own strength and I know I would never be able to handle it. NO, it's not religion, it's not race, it's something bigger. So us much as I'd love to spend more of my years with you, I decided not to. And I know you're wise enough to make the same decision.
Hey, status isn't everything anyway. Doesn't mean we can still care for each other.

but hell, do i still miss you. haha