It has been almost a year since I last saw you. Now, all I'm hoping for is for my feelings to turn out to be self-implicated; my efforts futile; and us being together, imaginary.
I continue to walk down my path, hoping that our paths would cross some distance ahead. Do I wait for you, and miss out all the other opportunities? Or do I grab my opportunities and miss out my chance to be with you?
In the battle with myself, I end up winning. But I also end up losing.
Which do I choose? And why? Why is that even when I was sure that you will never be mine, I still look on and watch myself fall carelessly deeper into the imaginary world where you and I are together?
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