Making wrong decisions is a part of life, isn't it?
I'm not saying that the decision I made before is wrong, but it's more of an action taken without much consideration being given.
It was "a spur of the moment" kind of thing. I suppose I was too engulfed by what I felt inside, which is why I did something like that.
However, I've made another decision, and I'm positive that it's the right one this time.
Enough pretending, I guess. Somethings are just impossible to get over.
Some people are just hard to forget.
Your feelings aren't exactly something that you can forcefully change.
All I can say is I'm free now.
I suppose I could say that I'm not looking for perfection, but rather, imperfection to complete my side of imperfections.
Never thought that I would come down to this; after all these years of evading matters like this.
I suppose you can run, but not hide.