sitting alone in union square, after exploring the northern area of san fran by myself. you are right. indeed being overseas is such a lonely thing. but these days, i enjoy being lonely. loneliness seems to be my best companion.

san fran, such an amazing city. but the way fate plays trick on us, i might not get to see you after all.

i guess, i really don't know what to feel about you. its barely a month and you got attached. we had a 2.5 year relationship and you just left, like that. you were so upset deep inside and you bared it all to me that day, why suddenly, you changed so much that none of your friends know you anymore.

i've been depressed for 7 weeks, and finally the past 2 weeks have been ok. and now the shock comes again, a reality check. what am i suppose to do? what am i suppose to do with all these memories, with all my love for you? its not that i can't move on. but seriously, what do you want me to do with all these years of bond, of love, of life.

i hate it you know. i hate how you could move on so quickly. i hate how you got over me. i hate that you are already attached to someone else, i hate it that i can never hold you again, i hate it that everything he whispers in your eyes are what i want to say to you. and most of all, i hate it that i don't hate you, not the slightest bit, not even at all.