And I thought the vicious cycle of love would never reach me, much less harm me.
I'm immune to that.
I won't mind to that.


Fuck.
Today, okay, more like yesterday,
I WAS FUCKING WRONG.



Working with the Student Council for Orientation 2 as PA Crew, I knew somehow I would encounter LS again.
I did.
FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT.
It was like WE NEVER KNOWN EACH OTHER AT ALL BEFORE.


FUCK!!
And the worst part,
I would be lying if I said I wasn't bothered.
IT FUCKING HURT, LIKE SHIT.



I didn't care much.
But somewhere deep inside me,
Somehow it just got stung,
By something so far outside.



All of a sudden,
An apparent "soulmate" I once had seemed like nothing insignificant.
Contemplating a move on Aik Ching didn't matter anymore.

All of a sudden,
The memories strike back.
Negativity plagued my soul all over again.
And the unanswered question echoed in my mind again,
"Why did you just leave like you did?"


I'd do anything to go back to the day we went out together,
For the first, and the last time.
Instead of watching you leave from behind your back,
And stopping to talk to you 'till midnight,
I'd sort everything out,
Ask what went wrong,
What had I done so badly?
What had I not fucking done?
And lastly, of course, finding the right answer and fucking pull myself away from all this.



Okay, bullshit.






No matter what I'd done, it would definitely be better than what I had accomplished back then.
And it's definitely better than be unanswered, and pushed away suddenly.