I’m so fake, I’m always fake. I’m selfish, everyone call me that. I’m a promise breaker. I’m filled with empty words, I talk, without any action. I’m not a love poet. I’m a freak. I can’t treat you right. All I did was to hurt you, make you cry, disappoint you over and over again. I used to see us in the future, but not anymore now… Because of me. I don’t see myself treating you right in the near future. You deserves better. What I’m doing now might not be the best for us, for myself, but it’s the best for you. I don’t give you reassurance, I don’t make you feel cared or loved, I can never make your day fully perfect for once, and I’m so tired of saying sorries for the little mistakes that I have done. But I Just want to say for one last time, I’m sorry darling for everything. Forgive me for whatever I’m doing right now. It’s all for you.