"I’ve promised myself I wouldn’t get attached.
I’ve told myself I wouldn’t like you.
But I did. And it was me who was hurt in the end.
Every single day, I hope that it would just be me and you.
That one day, you would feel the way I do. That I can have
the guts to tell you everything that I’m feeling… But waiting for
you is like waiting for rain in this drought, useless and disappointing."