Words from Miao

I know i'm being a fucking fickle person here.

My head tells me no, but my heart?
Heh.

I hate my empty promises, i hate disappointing you.
I hate myself, for giving you hope.
Maybe, all that i'm doing is giving MYSELF hope.

Hope, that we can be together again.
I seriously don't know what to do.
Don't know how i can make you mine again.

I've said things, and i meant them.
But i couldn't bring myself to do them.

So what if i tried?
I don't want to go through that again.

Maybe, for all this time, i've been deluding myself.
Deluding myself that i still love you.

Maybe i don't anymore?
Maybe that's why I'm all talk and no action.

I remember you once put your PM, something along the lines of which love works 2 ways.

Funny how i don't feel it from the other end.

I'm like so lost in a maze, lost for like seven months, all the while, searching for you.

I guess it's time for me to give up on that search.

I hope you'll be happy with who you end up with.

Thanks
and sorry, for giving me the chance, but this is a chance i cannot take.

At least, not now.