5 years apart, 5 years ago.

This year, I have been keeping myself real guarded. My heart was numb to almost everything that could have touched me.
I met guys who were awesome to me, and I knew if I were with them, I would be safe, loved, cherished and supported.
But still, as much as I want to be loved, my heart was locked up. I didn’t want to take the risk, the leap of faith.
I didn’t want to experience what I did a year ago, that feeling isn’t anything I could forget and I swore never to allow myself go through it again.

Yet, I met you. You made me felt that it was ok, that you were worth the risk.
You will be just a passing story, you will not be someone who will make a significant change to me.
However, it is because of you, I realized that I am actually still willing to take a risk for love.
You made me felt that.

A day with you was enough for me.
I will miss you. Not for long, but more or less, I will.

I don’t think I like you. No, it is not like, or love, I am sure.
It seems more like, you delivered the key that I threw away a year ago, you presented it to me,
& tell me that it is ok to unlock my heart, that it was ok to love someone and get hurt.

Now, I hold on to that key, wondering what I should do.
Am I ready to let myself take the risk? Am I ready to experience that almost dying pain once more?

I wish you happiness, I know whatever is happening in your life now is complex,
but you deserve to be happy. & I hope that for you. Truly, I do.