Once long ago, I loved. I loved as much as one can love. We do not choose who we love, so can I be blamed for thinking with my heart for once?
But alas, things grew sour. Perhaps it was because I left her for too long. I will never know. She's gone.
Gone...
Gone to the bin. She went sour, I should've checked the expiry date. Ah well, gotta go pick up more milk now I guess.
Fin.