Get off my chest.

Yes, maybe i do say sorry a lot. Whether it's because i accidently walked into you, or did some clumsy move. Ha.

But, i am just thinking of someone right now.

And how sorry i am that i lost that person. Yes, i put myself first, and lost this person.

I probably hurt you.

And we'll probably never be the same kinda friends again, but i knew that before i did what i did.

In fact, before that... i already felt the drift.

Maybe i should stop denying and be straight up.

But then... where were you when i needed you the most?

You vanished.

You judged me... you turned your back on me.. yet i'm still sorry for what i did.

Truth be told, we're nobody to each other.. pretending that we're somebody.