I always thought I'll hate you forever.

Guess I was wrong. No one can feel the same thing on and on. Not even hate. I think I hated you because it's me I couldn't forgive. And kept on it because I really don't know how.

But ... when I saw the babe, it's just it.

You were happy. That's enough. I guess all those books I gave you should help you now eh?

I wish I could talk to you. But I feel it's not yet time. Raise this curse you've laid on me please?



Is there something you need me to learn still? I can't anymore, I'm this close to giving up. I will be good, I promise.