i'm sorry things turned out this way. but i really can't take it anymore. for your own little 'test', you broke my heart. and it hasn't mended yet. and it will never. no matter how much time passes, what happens in my life, there'll always be a crack there. like the way parallel worlds exist, the split will remain there forever.

for this whole time, what have we been doing? nothing much, right? you've been living your life and i've been living mine; how often do you pause and take a look at what's between us? i don't know about you, but often, i get stuck there, just gazing back at our yesterday. those times which once belonged to us.

my mizuno sport shoes can't enable me to walk back to that place of your heart that once belonged to me. i was hoping you'd turn around and look at me, but you never did. be relieved, you don't need to do so anymore. we're now stoned and cold, as if we've never met. no amount of apologies can save anything, and we don't even need to say our last goodbye.