there comes a point in our lives when we can't seem to know whether to turn left, to the right, go back or move forward.... sometimes we do know... but even if we know sometimes, we don't want to decide what direction to choose..
and at this moment, i seem to be lost too. or maybe i am pretending to be lost. 'cause i know and he knows he HAS to move on with his life...
i pretend to be lost, 'cause i know i want to keep him. but i shouldn't.
and now he asks me whether or not he'd let go now... mmm, maybe he has to... maybe he has to... i want him to be happy 'cause he deserves that...
