For where I’ve been living in recently,
Honey, I’m leaving. It took over my mind too much. No such an unreal thing deserves that. It wasn’t about you, nor anyone else. It’s about me and my circumstances of thoughts. I always need time, and more time to get over things here. And that’s what I don’t and won’t have anymore. I’m afraid, I can’t live forever in a fiction scene. And I can’t sacrifice something real for something unreal. No one can.
I was happy, I was sad, I loved, I laughed, I lived here. Not that easy to leave, but I am considering to. Because everything gets out of track. Because everything is looking forward to blowing my mind up. Because I can’t stand being treated in some particular ways continuously.
One thing again, I really love everyone with me here. Real, or not.
Honey,
Nobody here can live forever quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer.
Sorry for making you mine, sorry for loving you.
But I do.
Goodbye
