Man has never made any material as resilient as the human spirit

"so why the fuck does all this matter? why now?"

"i don't know, i think its time";

those are my last words;

i haven't really disclosed much of myself;

not to her;

not this way;

i confronted her finally;

the other day;

i can see all her anger;

mostly frustration;

i must confess i'm weak;

i don't know it caused that much of pain;

i love her;

it's killing me too much;

to leave it as it is and just go on;

pretending;

now i just hope;

she will love me back;

like how she used to;

then everything will be ok.