There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you.
I wanted to make you mine or at least try to tell you how I feel, but I don’t know how.. I am afraid, I have no guts. I don’t want to be rejected by the first person I almost fell for. I regret the times that I almost confessed but chose to stay still. Now you’re happy with someone you’re always talking about. I was kinda jealous. Questions kept running through my mind.. What kind of girl is she? Have you really forgotten me? or Am i really nothing to you? questions that eating me up and burying me alive.. but today, I have decided to give up my feelings for you not because i don’t love you anymore, but because I deserve to be happy with my own life. Maybe I’ll never forget you and I’ll always miss you but there’s something more to life than being miserable and I’m choosing my happiness this time.