I've been happy. I've been excited. I've been overjoyed.
Which one of those you choose could never pinpoint the actual emotions I've been feeling for being with you. I have learned to believe, that even if its too good to be true. I am happy, for once in my life i could neglect the world around me. To only enjoy seconds as they past by. I could take on the world. I could care less about what people said about us. Every moment sweeter than any manna, memorable in a level one could call inhumane. It almost feels like a sin to be that happy.
But i guess getting too caught up in something is never good.
I've been sad. I've been depressed. I've even been suicidal.
All of these combined might never even come close to what i feel now. I consider myself foolish for trying to turn something so pointless, into something arguable. I am stubborn, even stubborn enough to even let some things pass by. I was blinded by anger. Something i undeniably regret. I was never good at saying sorry. I never accepted being wrong. But even i know i am now the one at fault. I could muster up the will to actually do anything for redemption. Exactly what is it i must do, i am baffled.
The only thing that has been occupying my oversized head is..
"I still wanna be with you for a long long time"
I love you Adella, im sorry.
