tomorrow.

..

Oh I love you.
For every sentimental reason.

Your laugh. Your smile. Your cares. Your eyes. Your lips. Your warmth.

Even when you're angry, I would still love you.

I love you enough to let you go.

I wouldn't have enough guts to make you stay for nothing with me.
It would cause me tears but I'm used to cry alone at night.
It would cause my heart so much ache but it'll eventually be cured seeing you laugh happily.

I love you. I do.

And it's enough to let you walk away.

Take good care, darling.
Thank you so much for the effort.
Forgive me.

Tomorrow, you'll be seeing me for the last time.

I love you, mas.

I really do.