Runaway.

I wished you never exist in **** life. Yes, I'm being mean.

Because you're very mean to me too. Not that I hate you, but you're

hating me first. Don't know what went wrong with you. We're not

even close to each other and not talking about friends. Stop giving me

the feeling that I've stolen something from you. It's the past.

Thinking back, I think I regretted doing something. Yes, just something.

Perhaps, I shouldn't be so bad. But you should know I didn't mean it.

I do appreciate the things you've done, the effort you've made.

I regretted for not being able to stand by your side when you need someone.

You're always there whenever I need you. But I will never be.

Sorry. I hope with her existence, we can still be the same as before.

And I believe, someday we will.

How could this happen to me, I've made my mistake- got no way to run.