October 3, 2015
In another life, you're still here with me. We'd have been together for a million years now, and you'd be blatant at making me feel how I am overstaying my welcome. This is how it felt then, when you first said goodbye, that I have overstayed my welcome and you were trying to tell me in a kind way. I ignored your attempt at goodbye and tricked you into staying, better to have you beside me, even if you are miserable, than lose you and feel miserable myself. In this life, you hate me, as I go on loving you.