My Side of the Story

Too much are being tossed around during these last days of class. Maybe it has always been there, but maybe I was too carefree (someone mentioned) to caught sight of it. Maybe that's true. I used to know bits and pieces, but it's kind of complete now.

Sad to say, things shouldn't end they way it did. Bridges are burned. Do I regret all that happened in the three years we were together?

Absolutely not.

Believe it or not, my arms are open wide for when you come to your senses to continue this friendship.

Until then, I'm just glad one war is over.