Are you happy with your life, now? Are you happy without me around? What you have done to me, are you happy doing that? Are you happy seeing me like this, aren't you? Y'know, I kept thinking about this. And I know, this minute, this second, this time, I have to stop. Because, there's nothing I can do with that. Lol what. I want to be happy, just like you. I see you happy, now. With your life. I hate this feeling. I hate this. Maybe this is a part of 10 to move on, maaaaaybe. Who knows. But there's something I couldn't denied anymore, I miss everything you used to do. I hope you happy, don't forget about me. Okay. Goodnight, x.