I'm not blaming you for letting go. OK, maybe I'm hurt, maybe I wish you haven't but still I don't blame you. I sometimes write you a few words, you write me back...is this all between us? Is this all we mean to each other? The answer is hard. Hard to accept. I'll always have you in my heart. I'll always love you and you will always be a part of me, a happy time in my life, a time in which I felt nothing can go wrong. Was I right?
And how I remember the moment when you picked me up...how sweet was our first, after so long kiss. How my blood ran through my veins like never before. How I wish I never came to Taichung...