I can see the edge, but I cannot take the fall...
Can I really take the fall? I don't want to.
Lately I saw the Japanese soap opera" One Liter's Tears".I guess what moved me most, aint the lines, aint the illness of Aya, aint all the sentimental or misfortune of this little girl, but the love between Aso Kum and Aya.
Letting myself drowning in the sentimental scenes, I kinda wondered whether there is pure and true love shown in this opera.
I fell in love, then out of love again, I feel it in my soul that it's not worth going on.Too wicked, too depressing is this so-called love. Maybe I am kinda glad I gave up on it. There aint no love that we used to hold on to, aint no memories that shall recall me I once had this person in my heart.
She did not appreciate my love, my struggles in any sense. All the text messages, all the emails, done and over with, I never want it back.
Today, I still have not read her last letter, I know I cannot stand whatever is written inside.