I never liked to compare..
but I guess everyone does comparisons in one way or another..

I can still remember the things you've did..
Coming down to fetch me from work..
The roses for first month..
The gown for Christmas..
The dinner and sunflowers for Valentine's..

Everyone is different..
Hence people will have different ways of dealing with various incidents..

I won't comment on the way you deal with things..
You've always said that people choose the way they react ..
I don't know why you chose to do many of the things you did..
But I supposed you should have your reasons for doing so..

The mistakes that I've done..
The way I've treated you in the first few months..
You seem to have taken it deep..
So deep that no matter what I do..
It doesn't seem to be able make things better..
You can't forget..

You have no idea how much you mean to me..
No matter what other people say,
I still hold on to what I believe..
That you are the best..
That you're still you..
That you still care..
That you still are concerned about me..
That you still love me..

I don't care how people look at me..
but I care about how and what you think of me..

I might be fussy..
Might complain a lot..
I'm sorry..

I'll try harder..
I do hope that you will understand me..
I hope you'll still care..
I do hope that you'll still love me..

Somehow..
I hope that we'd be happier..
that we'd be like before..
that you won't walk off..
that you won't leave me alone..
that I won't do it either..
and IF either of us do it..
that the other one will follow after that one..
and that the one in front will wait for the other..

~I hope that you'll be my last..~