i'm sorry.
i know what you are thinkin.
why am i acting strange and stuff?
why did i reply your messages with a single word and stuff?
why?
cause i'm confused.
yes, something is bothering me.
it's about us.
first and foremost,
i dont even know if there's 'US' in the first place.
i did lotsa thinking.
when i say i did lots of thinkin,
it means i did LOTS!!!
you know what i mean?
i dont know you well.
never talked to you on the phone.
dont have that 'spark' and 'flutter' each time you sms-ed me.
i think, the same exact thing is happening to you.
i was waiting for you to tell me.
to end this 'US'.
no regrets.
but nah.
nothing.
you only sms-ed me to say good night,
good morning, hi, bye... duh
that's all.
what am i?
where do i stand?
who am i to you?
maybe you were waiting for me to sms you first.
maybe.
where's chivalry, my dear?
where is Hang Tuah, Shakespeare and ...?
where are they?
*oops, i've forgot.*
they are dead, arent they?
i'm so sorry for accepting you.
as i told you, i'm a SUCKER for words.
sorry.
i'm quite harsh, ain't i?
damn me, for this.
i just dont want to be 'trapped in a tangled relationship'.
if there's one in the first place.
i dont want to keep feeling guilty,
each time you sms me.
cause i know it ain't working.
'WE' are going nowhere.
prove me wrong.
if you want to salvage 'US'.
then get something moving.
sorry to tell you this.
HAFIZA knows about 'your existence'.
sorry.
she'd been telling me to hold on.
give you some time.
put some faith in 'us'.
but it's going nowhere.
i dont want to be the one with the final say.
think about it.
get back to me after you read this.
maybe, take your time and give some thought about this.
i'm sorry.
i think we need to talk.
i know it's nerve wrecking.
i hate it too.
*sigh*
understanding.
that's one thing both of us expect from each other.
but i just dont understand.
i'm sorry.
but i just dont.
