those crochets.

notes, farel's confession.

dear my Suria,

hi, i'm sure you're reading
this at my funeral.

my mom already hand you my notes right?

this is my confession to you.

i like you. i really like you.
all your notes, your gifts.

i'm sorry for always ignore you, doesn't appreciate your effort.
not responding to your notes and hurting your feelings.

i know i'm too late to
confess this all to you but yeah.

about Hanni, you've misunderstood. she confessed to me.
i rejected her. because i like you.

i really, really like you.

you can hate me now.

goodbye, my angel.
please don't cry too much, i don't
want to see you cry :(

even i'm not with you anymore, please remember that i've always love you.

remember that, darl.

- farel, your beloved