I thought I was ok. A soft epilogue, made me feel much better. Now my parents and I talked about it, I realised I can't talk about it without crying my eyes off.

Lucky I'm now at the back of the car. Lucky.

It's all my fault.
They said I took a lot of your time.

Yeah. They're right. I lost the best part of me, which is you. I'm such an idiot.

I'm sorry that I didn't fully appreciate the way you love.. And I'm an idiot to only realize it when it's too late. I'm a fucking idiot. Yeah. You're too good for me. I don't deserve you.

I usually say I don't regret anything. I regret, now, I regret for not being a perfect supporter that you deserve.

I wish us, friends.