We're in the same boat Mr. Key.

Remorse.

"Wasn't summer what you longed for?" I've asked myself this question ever since summer started.


This unexplained regret is continuing to haunt me.
I know where I went wrong.
I know I did not handle it very maturely, neither did you.
I know my pride got in the way.

My guard went up a little too quickly. But that's just my defense mechanism.
It's hard for me to accept things, it happens at a gradual, rather slow pace.

I know i'm not your cornerstone, rather a hindrance.
Perhaps a mere and insignificant option that you'll never end up choosing.

I can understand that you tried, you even fulfilled a previous promise that in the end, I end up breaking.
An explanation to you is somewhat necessary to me. But now that time is running out again, I'm unsure if you'll ever get to hear it.

Full circle.

 

If life was about coming full circle, does that mean in the end everyone ends up as strangers to one another again?