Monday, March 22, 2010 12:15 PM
When I really think about it, I think you're just a passerby. I could not help but keep doubting you. The tables have turned, causing our ways to be parted. Let's just leave it as it is. I guess it'll be the best.
You asked me what was wrong. I answered: Nothing.
But my heart says: It's about everything.
No matter how good you try to be to others, you'll hurt them occasionally. Forgive yourself for it.