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❝ — it comes and goes in waves.
it comes and goes in waves,
and carries us away. ❞

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You might not love me anymore, but that's okay.

I still love you.

I'll never stop saying that until I die.

Unless, I die earlier than expected.

But that's not the point.

I dedicated everything to you, didn't I?

I sometimes got off work early just to see you but you weren't there.

That happened almost every day and I came to the point where I grew tired of it.

I worked hard until 12 A.M.

That's when I noticed:

If I come home early, you're never there.

If I come late, you're always there.

What were you doing all those times when I came early?

You were with others, weren't you?

I knew that from the first day we got together, you won't commit yourself to this relationship.

You kept hanging around your friends when I was right there.

I meant nothing to you.

Our love meant nothing to you.

All those useless kisses I wasted were with you.

I want them back.

I want to kiss you again, but I can't.

I can't kiss a cheater.

A liar.

A heartbreaker.

As much as I want you to come back, Felix, I know you never will.

You may act like you don't want me to go through text,

But your actions in real life say otherwise.

Why did you hate me?

Why did you leave me?

You could've just chosen someone else from the start.

Why fall in love with me in the first place?

I failed you, Felix.

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