I finally understood.
Why I couldn’t do it.
Why I never stopped thinking about her.
I was afraid. I didn’t want to lose the part of me that was always thinking of her.
Letting go of the thing that filled my heart, I was afraid to become empty just like the others.
I realized that I’ve been heartbroken.
I’ve been heartbroken since a long time ago now.
But still, I couldn’t let go. I couldn’t let go of my own image on the mirror.
For a long time, every since that time, she has been a fantasy.
But that was my everything, I stayed in love just to continue that dream.
All by myself.
But that was just… For my own sake.
That’s why I decided to get heartbroken.
I know it seems weird now but is it really something new?
I think its time I accept how it is, and put my feet back on the ground.
No matter how much I love her, no matter how much I want her, I will never reach her.
Those feelings of loneliness and pain, I will accept them now.
Since I’m hopeless, I will acknowledge it.
That’s why I will bring it to an end.
This one-sided love.